Remarried Empress 83 Novels & Stories

He wanted to calm down and consummate the marriage after getting to know her well. With this chance of rebirth, he insisted on choosing me despite the accusation of being ungrateful. During the first few days of our marriage, he did not touch me because he was afraid of sacrificing, and I would have difficulties remarrying if I got pregnant. I hugged him tightly and called him a fool. The next day, Flora arrived early, accompanied by Elaine. She arrogantly walked in front and shouted as soon as she entered, "Sally, come out! I want my husband back!"

The words were simple, direct, and shocked most people. "Listen, listen! By the order of Emperor Kaelric Valen Drazor, who saved Kaldor and brought back order! His Imperial Majesty, having been miraculously saved from danger by a kind person with great character, has decided to marry this noble person. The maiden known as Liora, who showed amazing kindness and bravery in the Emperor’s worst moments, will be honored and will become the Empress of Kaldor!"

The Emperor said and rose from the tent. “Where are you going?” The Empress asked. “I’m going to inspect the troops, we have a long journey back to the city, and we still are carrying the stones in our caravan.” The Emperor then left the Empress to her thoughts. “It’s all that bastard’s fault. If he hadn’t pushed Ma into such an embarrassing state on his wedding night.” The Empress reiterated, clutching her fists in anger. She had been feeling sexually frustrated, and her husband had not been paying any attention to her. It was dangerous here in the encampment to do anything with her husband so near.

he murmured. He remembered his past. The woman he loved before. The trust. The betrayal. How love broke him. How it made him weak. He promised himself never again. Never. “This marriage is just business,” he said aloud. “One year. Nothing more.” Yet when he closed his eyes… He saw Judy’s face. Quiet. Strong. Soft. He opened his eyes sharply. “No,” he said firmly. “I won’t make that mistake again.” The next morning came quietly. The house felt different.

“How about this? It hugs your waist, flares at the hip, and leaves enough room for a dramatic exit.” “Perfect,” I chuckled, taking it from her. As I stepped into the changing room, my fingers brushed over the delicate embroidery and beading. I looked at myself in the mirror, the ghost of a smile hovering at my lips. I didn’t expect this. Not the second wedding. Not Evan. And certainly not the strange, cautious bit of hope I sometimes felt when he looked at me like I was the only thing in the world that mattered inside the house. “I still can’t believe you’re marrying the guy you used to crush on,” Maria called through the curtain. “I hope this goes well for you.”

I subconsciously gaze outside from the car, my mind is filled with different thoughts. In Just two days, my life changed, taking a worse turn. My career is going down the drain and I've just accepted to be remarried to my Ex-Husband who has cost me so much pain in the past. The thoughts of the whole marriage irked me, and I felt uncomfortable about it.

“It’s never good because she is not you.You pretended to be her for the whole three years Seri.Not knowing that i fell for the simple, dignified woman with the wrong name. I never wanted that flashy personality. Things would have been different if you would have told me.” “I was a fool to try so hard to be her.” My heart pounded. “Why didn’t you come back? We could have sorted things out.” “Because you weren’t the man I married,” she said simply. “You were cold. Distant. Everything became about appearances and power. I didn’t marry your empire, Dante. I married the boy who looked at me like I was the only thing in the world that made sense.” “And I lost him,” I admitted. “But I’ve been tryin

“What’s bothering you?” It was hard to explain to anyone, even herself. One moment she was the Princess of the Romanovs, heir apparent to her father, and the next she was the soon to be Empress of the Westlands, wife of King Vasil. “If I were to list all of my problems, we’d probably be sitting here ‘til the New Year.” “That doesn’t mean you can’t try,” Cecily persisted. Emery emerged from the closet. Seeing that her two friends were having a moment together, Emery couldn’t help but dive onto the bed, propping her head up with her hands.

The maids showed them inside . "Oh ! Duke it's so nice to see you again . No matter how many times I see it your face never gets old ." " You are praising me too much your majesty . This here is my wife ." "Greetings to the empress of the empire . I am Seilin Battenburg . Pleasure to meet you your majesty ." She bowed more gracefully than the empress could have ever anticipated she would . From the angle of her arms to how much she have lower her head was perfect . When she stood up straight smiling the empress knew her plan to insult Seilin about her manners was not gonna work anymore .

A year more had passed, and they were finally ready to proceed with her coronation. Having healed from all of their wounds, Karilaya finally agreed to marry the emperor, which puts them in their current situation. With the land no longer tormented by the changing weather, the people at peace, and the kingdom once again flourishing. It was now time to go to the western lands to have her crowned and legitimatized as the sole wife of the emperor. “Are you ready, my empress?” he states, reaching for her hand. “I am.” As their palms clasped, she felt that immense feeling that she’d always had. Thankful that she could somehow feel it again.