Living With The Emperor Novels & Stories

Culture, education and arts are their forte. “Come forward, my children.” The Emperor turns his bright golden eyes to us This close, he looks more intimating than he did before. But just as that fact becomes clearer, so does the fact that he must be ill. His skin is dull and sunken, and his fingers shake just slightly. I saw firsthand what happens when a Lycan loses their soulmate. The Empress passed away more than twenty years ago. And the Emperor is still alive and in his right mind. He must have formidable mental strength. If for nothing else, he has my respect for that.

It was only the name of the emperor - whom she thought was kind and generous to his people inside the empire "I thought he's a righteous emperor but it was only a façade. He's a great pretender after all," she whispered looking at the baby that was peacefully sleeping in the middle of nowhere where the baby was unconsciously doing different kinds of expressions as he didn't even bother to feel the surroundings

'Since when did the Emperor go soft as a marshmallow? END OF CHAPTER 8

Tiartu started saying when Idum pushed her way through and pushed open the door. The room they were met with was a dark and silent room. The Emperor was also gone. "I thought you said the Emperor did not want to be disturbed." Inal asked, stepping back out of the dark room. "The emperor has gone on a stroll and asked that if anyone comes looking for him, I should tell them that he doesn't want to be disturbed," Tiartu said. "Mother, I am glad to have found you here, "Aranar Enlim said. Aranar Enlim was the crown prince, and he was just nine years of age. He had been looking around for his mom for a while.

She never wanted to be convinced over this ridiculous idea of giving up her decades-old love, and ‘Mate Mark'. “Sshhh…, Listen to me. I have already lived my entire life. But you can have more years to go by. You have to be there for our children. Besides, I won’t be around anymore as I have already learned the truth from that book.” Emperor revealed that he was also wary of everything. The lady parted her lips in agape, her hands holding her late husband tightly in the terror of him disappearing plainly from her sight, and couldn’t help but ask,

What mattered was that he fearlessly stood before a blistering disaster and couldn't be bothered to feel fear! "I do not know son," the Emperor sighed, the grey in his hair extending to his temples. In this past year he had felt increasingly useless. Before, everything was underneath his control - the lives of everyone within the Empire, as well as the sanctity of their households; but now even his life wasn't his to hold on to. From the revelation of gods and goddesses to information about their planet being an uncommon one sought by all gods, nothing had been easy in his reign. He sincerely wished that these events would have happened elsewhere - in a different timeline - far away from his

**** Within the palace, the air was thick with sandalwood incense. Lady Liudmila smiled softly as she considered the Emperor, who had summoned her despite his busy schedule. She couldn't help but recall the Empress's sharp words and biting sarcasm from the previous day. Lady Liudmila's expression became even more gentle. She knew that the Emperor appreciated her understanding nature, which was in stark contrast to the Empress's overbearing demeanor. Without fawning or attempting to seduce, she simply served quietly, creating an atmosphere of warmth and tranquility.

But he still needed to move her. After hesitating for a while he touched the princess and found that Princess Filuna wasn’t moving at all, he mustered more courage and nervously embraced the stiff body of her and whispered to her ears, "You know, you are too cruel. What happened till now was just a dream. I wish it wasn't a dream. I wish I could live with you my whole life. You know, I always wanted a wife like you. But it's just a dream that everything will go away when I wake up. You won't exist anymore. Goodnight, my dream queen."

Justice had created the vacuum. Now they would learn who had been waiting for it. The calm held. Too perfectly. And somewhere inside that stillness, something old was choosing whether to reveal itself. The empire had not fallen. It had gone quiet. Which, Lillian knew, was often how the real collapse began.

RONA'S POV I heard Richard's words when he came to visit me, however I kept feigning unconsciousness. I pretended to be asleep while listening to the voices of people around me. "There seem to be lots of attacks happening nowadays. The emperor is often at the war front. He always defeats them but more keep sprouting. Being powerful is not an easy task, people that are after what you have will risk their lives, braving the consequences just to get a shot at power. No wonder the emperor became so ruthless. Lots of his subordinates and subjects have tried to betray him in the past, stabbing him viciously in the back. If not for his unfathomable powers, he would have probably died a long time ag