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I began to play it while waiting for his answer. "I'm Lord Liam Davis of the northern fortress, alpha king of blue moon territories and the commander of the emperor's heaven's mandate armies. Address me properly and don't embarrass yourself." He said haughtily, in that characteristically cold way of his. I smiled again and stopped playing the zither, maintaining my smile. "I'm the emperor's woman. You serve my husband, so why do I need to be servile before you?" I asked coldly, watching him clench his fist and scoff.

“Mattel’s kingdom will be the first to fall to ashes, for their foolishness.” Edgar rolls his eyes. “And you will be the one to eliminate him, then? Not wait for his curse to knock at his door?. That’s cowardice if you ask me.” In a head to head confrontation - the only kind of confrontation that Imari is known for - it is well settled that Prince Imari cannot hope to outmatch King Mattel. Imari snarls. “With our two houses, he will go down, or we’ll start with Damian’s kingdom perhaps?.”

Kade better hurry up on his end, or I’m going to burn this place to the ground with all of them inside. “You? You think you’re going to take down the empire I’ve created? That’s rich, really. Even with all your money, there isn’t anything you can do that Scotland Yard and MI-6 haven’t already tried. Even that flash drive you stole from my business is useless, so I would be careful what threats you want to throw out there,” Duncan warns, taking a step closer to me.

They were also rumored to have the strength of three Alphas combined. "If you weren't an Imperial, you'd be dead by now." "I like to live my life on the edge. Now that I've been renounced as crown prince, I figured I'd come see an old friend." The news didn't shock me one bit. Knox was reckless and impulsive. These weren't the qualities of the leader his father wanted. "Rumors are finally spreading around," he said with a smug smile, clasping his hands behind his head. "What rumors?"

He oozed a cold aura, making me feel like I was standing in the middle of Siberia, facing the arctic winds. So, he was the future villainous emperor, Dante Scheledrus Wyrm, the second prince of Sephyr Empire. It seemed like he hadn't killed his father yet and ascended to the throne. How did I know? In the web novels, the powerful characters would always have a cold aura and penetrating dark eyes. Especially, the male leads would always be extremely handsome and the masochistic female leads would always tremble before them while being supposedly 'pampered' and tossed around on the bed by them.

I bite my lower lip and sighed deeply. " We should go. " he politely said, resting his hand on my lower back. " He's Antonio Rego, younger brother of my father. He is also mafia. He decided things are good or bad for his people. He likes everything to work according to him. You'll speak when it requires. " he said and caught sight of me. " I had heard, you are the Emperor." I asked, " You didn't talk about it. I was thinking um.. " I stopped.

" That's -" " not possible ?" finished Jacob with a mocking sneer " you have no idea what's possible in this world , Bella . Everyone are not as kind as you , my father for instance , he loves his reputation , his image like he never loved his children . His company , his business is his literal God , he won't accept anything less than perfect , and why will her ? it will taint his shining armour wouldn't it ?"

Many mercenaries tried to find the power but continued to get lost, which made the summit gather bad rumors. Elise is confident that she can find the cave but she's not confident in fighting the wilds. She needed a mercenary that can fight in her stead. Then thinking about strong and trustworthy mercenaries... She remembers the leader of Peru Guild- Rj. Peru Guild is one of the most popular guilds in the empire. They gathered information faster like ghosts and because of the temper of the leader they sometimes went to a fight, which is slightly the reason why they lost their prestige. They were called crazy kings. Elise shakes her head with the author of The Lazy Lucky Princess, ridiculing i

Then came the sound of hooves. At first, I didn't think much of it — travelers and merchants often passed through our village. But when I stepped outside, I saw the dust rising, the banners snapping in the wind, and the armored men riding closer in formation. Then I saw him. Darius Venn. He wasn't a king, though he fancied himself one. A warlord — brutal, ambitious, the kind of man who built power from other men's ashes. His armor was blackened steel, his red cloak torn at the edges and crusted with dried blood. I'd heard the stories — how his blade never stayed clean, how villages that resisted him never stood again.

The words were spoken too clearly, too deliberately, for anyone to mistake them. A proposal. Not whispered in secret, but declared in front of both councils. Gasps rippled through the chamber. ⸻ “Outrageous,” snapped Lord Edrien, Lucien’s most loyal councilor. He slammed a jeweled fist against the table. “She is bound already. The bond cannot be broken.” “Cannot?” drawled an imperial lord, sipping wine lazily. “Or will not? You speak of shadows, not law. The Empire sees no chains where none are written.”