Remarried Empress Novels & Stories

"I've heard that your former lover who became a hermit, came back. " Empress Dowager's eyes widened, she looks like she saw a ghost. This former lover was her childhood sweetheart who didn't accepted her decision to enter the palace back then, after she married the late Emperor, this former lover of her fled and went on the mountains to be a hermit. But she will die first before admitting it. "What are you talking about?!" Consort Mia didn't listen to her, instead, she smiled.

The envoy explained the purpose of her visit. The smile on the Empress's face immediately disappeared. ‘Marry?’ ‘Impossible.’ It was Sangria’s long held tradition. Any woman in Sangria was allowed to marry men from other countries. The only exception to that was the Queen. Women who married in different countries would also send their daughters back to Sangria, ensuring the country’s legacy. The Empress replied coldly, “Go back and tell your Emperor I’m never going to marry him, I won’t abandon our country even if I have to go down with it. Please leave at once.”

Aurora was a mix of relief and sadness. "No, you are definitely my mother—and just to be clear: you two are married now, correct?" The blue-eyed girl hoped it was true. "Yes, dear. We were married by Fate Justum ten years ago." The Empress smiled at Devrim. It had been an eventful decade.

This was meant to be our happiest day so far. She looked like she would cry at any moment, and she was fiddling with the bracelet she got from the mermaid prince. “Erica, are you alright?” “They're right. I'm not qualified to be your wife. Soon, I will have to move out for the rightful one who has the background and powers to match, probably the dragon princess. If will be the union of the century, and she will finally fill in the empty empress seat. I knew I shouldn't have moved onto the empress quarters. What was I thinking? He probably only used me to dispel the rumors and attract the right prospect for himself.” She murmured under her breath.

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.

But, life in the palace was different from popular perception - it wasn't all fancy dress, tea parties, and balls, nor was it full of sycophantic nobles. After the empress died, leaving no children, the emperor chose my mother as his consort. She was the daughter of a wealthy marquis and was known throughout the empire for her beauty. But, after giving birth to Princess Camellia, her only child from a loveless marriage, she died mysteriously. I have been rejected by everyone since I was born, leading the empire to mourn once again. The emperor's wife was poisoned, but no one investigated who committed such a terrible act against a young mother who had recently given birth to her daughter.

Emil was relatively generous. During the divorce proceedings, he gave me $20 million on top of a car and a house. I started a modest florist business with the money. I had just bid farewell to a customer when I received a notification on my phone. It was a text from Emil, whom I hadn't contacted in three years. "Meet me at the city hall tomorrow at nine o’clock. We’re getting remarried." The tone of the text was as curt and authoritative as he had always been.

“Is she the one you're referring to, Catherine?” “Yes,” She answered brightly before chugging down the wine. Is she drunk? “I thought you were married to Dante Marcellos the Great? ” Oh. He knows me. “I–” “They're divorced.” I rolled my eyes at Catherine and tried to take her hands off me. “Oh, divorced. Again.” He chuckled and glanced around. “Yeah, it feels great being divorced twice in the same year with different men.” When I finally got away from Catherine’s grip, I forced myself to smile at them. “If you'll excuse me, I'm going to try the desserts first.”

He still didn’t want to lose this chance to be with her and decided to marry her. The Emperor already had an Empress that ruled the harem. It was common for men in this generation to have multiple wives, but the Emperor could only have one Empress. He could only welcome Yuna into his residence as a concubine. Yuna still chose to marry him regardless of these obstacles. He wouldn’t miss this chance.

Tonight, a splendid coronation has been arranged for the new Emperor and Empress who will be married by proxy at the ceremony, symbolizing their union. “Is it true that he is the long lost Prince Alexei?” One guest whispers to one person. “He is,” her companion confirms. “His scent is the same and you know that no two people's scent can be the same!” “Eduard Visserion was a scum after all!”