The Abandoned Empress Novels & Stories

, Katherine narrated Vilfredo glanced at his brother in confusion, he stared back at Kathrine shaking his head " You mean, she isn't known as Emeliana in this city and you adopted her …….? ", He enquired curiously She nodded, " yeah ! I did it because I had no other one by my side…she told me the story of her life and all she passed through in your family, and you know it's never unfair. Well, I've trained her up and I'm glad you met her as a counsel so your family won't look down on her again….."

In the center sat the thick red mat, perfectly placed, as though meant for someone to kneel before the painting. Eliana’s eyes flickered to the bottom corner of the portrait. There, written in fine gold letters, was a name. Emily Blackwood. Below it, a range of years. She stared at the numbers for a moment, confused, then it clicked, slowly, and painfully. Her mouth went dry. “No…” she whispered, taking a step back. The realization came in waves, settling heavily in her chest. Emily Blackwood wasn’t alive, she was gone. This room… this wasn’t just a shrine, it was a memorial.

The room was elegant but sterile, designed for conversations that needed to disappear. Marcus swirled the whiskey in his glass but didn't drink it. "You're pushing too hard," he said, his tone measured but pointed. "You've turned a corporate war into a personal vendetta." Jack's gaze didn't waver. "There's no difference." Marcus studied him, searching for cracks in the facade. "That's what destroyed the last empire you admired." Jack smiled thinly. "Obsession built every empire worth remembering." "And buried just as many," Marcus replied coolly.

Xisuthra moved swiftly to prepare a secret chariot that would move the dead princess to the secondary palace. On his way, he met with Inal Enlim. Inal Enlim was a concubine who was promoted to become the empress after the empress died. The reason she was promoted was that the crown prince, Aranar Enlim, was her son. Xisuthra bowed upon sighting the empress with her entourage right behind her. She stopped when she also saw him. She wondered why he was in such a hurry and where he was going.

--- And as the space collapsed completely around them— One final truth burned through Elena’s mind: --- If the creator was still alive— --- Then everything they thought they understood— --- Was just the beginning. --- Because some empires— --- Don’t fall. --- They hide. --- And wait— --- For the right moment to rise again.

"Mother... he didn't marry her." Her mother looked at the screen and then back at Zara. "Then the battle for the empire has truly begun, my daughter. If he is free, then Falcon Enterprises is the next move." Zara stood up, the tears from the roadside bench completely dry. She wasn't just a girl in a flat anymore. She was the Queen, and her King had just burned his world down to find his way back to hers.

He tried calling Caroline, but there was no answer. Ben swore under his breath. Caroline must be emotional and that made it even harder to find her. He immediately called Andrew. However, Andrew didn't pick up his calls either. *** Caroline is currently in an empty building on the outskirts of a city she has visited in the past. After leaving the gala event, she avoided anyone who tried to find her. Andrew did catch up with her, but Caroline was smart enough to hide in an unexpected place. Her heart was still pounding from the emotions that had flooded her mind since the gala. Her heart ached, her head was dizzy, and her body felt weak. Especially after seeing Ben sleeping with another woman

He nodded at Theodore as he spoke but immediately frowned the moment our eyes met. "Emperor Peralez awaits your visit," he scoffed, leading both of us inside the palace. The last time I was here was to see the infamous corpse princess. It was well known that the empress tried to murder her but failed due to her invulnerability. I was intrigued to the point I had to see the child myself. Twenty years had passed since I last saw her, and if she's still alive, I intend to have her as my bride.

A bit of force, and she could have crushed her. But now this woman had taken her place as the new Empress. And she was here, in this dilapidated palace, now an abandoned concubine. How pathetic! Regina laughed coldly, endless melancholy in her eyes. She stopped laughing after a while and glared icily at Priscilla, sneering, “To the victor go the spoils. I have nothing to say. If you’ve come to look at the state I’ve been reduced to, then you’ve got what you came for. Now get out!”