Novel & Cerita Son Of The Emperor

"Why? You actually gave up your title as Crown Prince for this tramp. Are you trying to drive me mad? If it weren't for her, would you have tried to elope? Is that how you repay your father and me, who've invested so much in you?" Under her relentless questioning, Dorian was left speechless with shame. Just then, the sound of footsteps approached from behind. "You ungrateful son! Since you're willing to give up your title for this woman, then I'll grant your wish." "Your Majesty, no! Dorian was just temporarily misled. Please give him another chance!" Empress Victoria immediately fell to her knees, begging for mercy. Emperor Roland glanced at his rebellious son, who showed no sign of remorse

"You need to come home. Your father is dying." He should have said no, and ended the call, or thrown the phone across his pathetic studio apartment, and pretended he had never heard those words. Five years ago, Patriarch Michael Thorne had stood in the grand hall of the family estate and declared his eldest son dead to the Holy Order, dead to God, and dead to the bloodline that stretched back twelve generations of exorcists. Gabriel had been seventeen, broken, and desperate for understanding that never came.

“Forgive me, Father. But we can’t defy Emperor Alpha’s orders.” “You can’t go out there! Outside the pack is dangerous. Filled with rogues and gangsters!” I barked at him. “I know Father. The goddess will watch over me. After losing my mother, I have no reason to be here. And I don’t want to develop bitterness against you. Allow me, Father.” Tears dripped from my eyes. I couldn’t bear to part with my son. I wanted to go on begging. “He is my only son. Can something else be done about this? I don’t want to leave him out there all alone!” I vented my heart out to Emperor Alpha.

“She was important to me once. But that is a memory long past.’ And just like that, I understood. I realized, with sickening clarity, that this man—the emperor of the Battlerce Empire, the one who stood before me with all his cold indifference—was my father. The world seemed to tilt on its axis. “So, we had a child,” he said, his voice devoid of any emotion. “You look like her, but your eyes—your eyes are definitely mine. Only the Battlerce bloodline has aquamarine eyes.” His gaze intensified, sharp as a blade. “Tell me, where is she now?”

“ my Lycan , my son Lycan, my great son Lycan ” truly the Emperor slept, she didn't not appear.

-His friends repeated, looking at each other and surprised by the word. -Brother, what's wrong? You look pale. -Hey... -Girls, come on, leave at once, please. We won't be needing your services tonight. -The girls who accompanied them got up somewhat annoyed and left, feeling like losers. -Now, tell us what you said. -I don't know, that call I received was very strange and has left me confused. -I thought your father was dead. How come he's calling you now to confuse you? -It's not that. A boy... a boy just called me daddy, he says he is my son and that his mother is in trouble.

“M-my father… he sent you a letter. It, um, it had all my best virtues. You know, my grace, my loyalty, my wisdom... everything that makes me, well, worthy to stand by your side.” Her words trips over each other. The Emperor cuts her off with a look so cold it could freeze fire. “The letter means nothing to me. I have not read it, nor do I intend to.” Ouch. He could have at least lied about that. Why is he so rude? “What matters is what you tell me, right here and right now.” His gaze pins her down. “So tell me, who are you without your father’s words?”

The celebration ended on this downward note; Blake and Xuanlu left Hana at the carriage and went to see the Emperor. When they received clearance, they entered and gave a courteous bow to the Emperor. “You are the Formation Master who insulted my son.” The Emperor blurred out, not showing any hostility, just stating a fact. “The Emperor has eyes that see clearly, but I was not going to hide it any longer. Your son faired off lightly for having set his hands on my wife,” Blake said casually and went and took a seat without permission. Showing how brazen he was in front of the Emperor.