Novel & Cerita Son Of The Emperor

I stood up abruptly and pointed at him, "You aren't allowed to kill your father." He frowned at me darkly. "How do you know that I was planning to do that?" 'Because I read the web novel, you dimwit.' Of course, I couldn't tell him that. "I read it in the book of prophecy that you will kill your father. Emperor, killing one's parent is a bad bad bad deed. You can't do that." "You talk to me as if I am a kid." He squinted his eyes. "Killing and taking the throne is the fastest way."

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.

"You think I won't throw you out as well?" "Ren.." Melinda gripped his hand tight not to go to far. The 1st Emperor was still her father and tossing him out would be shameful. ".. father means well." "Fine," Ren raised his hand and delivered a signal towards the shadows. Several people watching as two shadows shot off to the dungeon stairs. "a better incentive for you to leave on your own. They are going to execute a traitor to the empire named Renton." "What!?" Romulan knees went weak. But thinking it over, his son should be training at his Sect far away. No way would he be here in the Empire. "What a crude joke."

“And how is that any of your business?” After that, Luneth grabbed Alex and pulled him to the side, slightly anxious. “Patroclus is the eldest son of the East Emperor, and he’s the heir to the East Divine Empire. He’s the emperor’s favorite child too. If anything were to happen to him here, the emperor wouldn’t ever let this go. He would bring a strong army to take revenge on you!” Alex stared at her, slightly dazed for a short while. She definitely lived up to her title as the Goddess of Charm within this entire universe.

With a resolve in his heart, the prince sat out for the capital. II His footsteps echo against the cobblestone floor. The Emperor is sitting on the Jade Dragon throne. His richly ordinate robes fly as he stands up to great his son. “Father, I’m successful, I have defeated the bandits,” the prince knelt. “I know,” replied the Emperor, “rise, we have bigger problems to speak than common bandits.” “What problems, Father?” “Rebellion in the Eastern Province,” the Emperor moved back. “Rebellion?” the Prince looked at him.

The old man was quite stingy! “You have so many illegitimate children out there. You are not going to miss this one,” replied War Emperor. Andusk’s face grew gloomier. He also raised his voice several decibels. He said, “You used my son as bait to set up a trap to lure that Tyr into the pit. War Emperor, aren’t you a little excessive?”

"The fundamental reason for your failure is that you were too conceited. On the battlefield, this is fatal. It's also where you fall short compared to the other princes." The middle-aged man sighed. He was actually the emperor of the Great Emerald Empire, Jaxon Voidheart, known as the Flying Dragon Emperor. The silver-armored general was his illegitimate son. After an imperial banquet, Jaxon, emboldened by wine, had forced himself upon Jasper's mother, Rose Wicker. She was the daughter of the Crown Prince's tutor, Barney Wicker. Rose, being a woman of talent and refinement, did not enjoy Jaxon's company or these court gatherings. Therefore, she had deliberately found a quiet place to retreat

The man who had once thought himself the predator now stood frozen in the den he built, surrounded by fire and ruin. He reached for his gun. “Don’t,” Dario warned. Emilia’s voice was a whisper of finality. “This was your mistake, Father. You made a queen to sell her. You should’ve known she’d come back for the throne.” Her words were the last thing he heard before the lights went out, and the shooting began. Gunfire echoed through the halls, methodical, ruthless. Emilia didn’t flinch. She watched as the empire her father had built on blood finally fell beneath her command. The Vulture had wanted power. She had become it.

I wanted to talk to him cos he kept on Looking at me for some answers but as I tired to talk, the more pain I felt for him! " Dad,am sorry for not telling you". " Angel,am not taking the sorry untill you tell me what's all of these". " Ok, but you know him, right?" " No,I don't ". He answered. " That's the "empire's son"". I calmly answered, his face priceless, looking so shocked,his ear itching for more answers. " Angel,I don't understand. Do make me understand cos am hell confused. I knew you told me your were recruited in one of their company, b-u-tt why this? Empire's son??!, in my house!!"

“Get out of the way!” No one doubted Emilio's charade as the man started stumbling towards the main palace. Along the way, everyone saw that Emilio's expression crumbled when he finally had to meet his father in this manner. Most people only knew that ever since Emilio woke up, King Alexius didn't want to see his son anymore. It was tragic to see that the second time Emilio saw his father, it will be at the time of his father's death.