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If a man wanted to, he could stand up and fight back, he would have a chance, but most women wouldn't. So instead I find their weaknesses and exploit them. Smiling at the next name I go to the club. Walking in I watch as everyone stays quiet. I see Evan look towards the fire exit, moving I rush to block it, grabbing him I throw him back. "What do you know?" "Well, the princess won't be ruling the city for long, that is for sure." He laughs, moving I punch him. "Who took her?" "You kill me you will never know." He smiles smugly. "I was expecting your visit, after standing right there watching them talk and listening, I couldn't wait to watch her empire fall down."

I ran towards it and stared as it glow like an ember. "This must be the ember of love!" I exclaimed. "You're right Princess," an unfamiliar voice suddenly spoke. "Who are you?" "I am the ember of love waiting to be flourished by you. When you learn how to turn that ember into a blazing flame of affection then you could easily defeat Velion," she told me. "But how?" I really have no idea on how to use that ember of love. "It's all up to you. Remember to listen to your heart and everything will go according to how destiny planned it to be." Those were the last words I heard from her before I opened my eyes to see the worried faces of my friends and aunt Athena.

Bryan hugged and continued, "Ups, no... Congratulations, our new Emperor." Liam grinned but it was vicious. None can assume what was running in his brain. "Where is Aiden?" Liam asked without greeting Bryan. "Well, his plane just landed and he is on the way. Soon he will be here," Bryan informed him. Abruptly, Douglass took the mic again in his hands and announced, "Hello, everyone. I have a surprise for you and our new Emperor. I'm glad to inform you that on the next Christmas or you can say after a few days, our Emperor Liam Matthews will get married to Katherine Rego."

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there was a growl in Devrim's voice that carried a threat. Renat quickly backtracked as sweat poured down his forehead. "Of course I like her. I--" "What do you like about her?" the Emperor pushed. He leaned against a raised table, which had been made expressly for Devrim's use. He watched as the scientist's face changed into one of contemplation.

It was only the name of the emperor - whom she thought was kind and generous to his people inside the empire "I thought he's a righteous emperor but it was only a façade. He's a great pretender after all," she whispered looking at the baby that was peacefully sleeping in the middle of nowhere where the baby was unconsciously doing different kinds of expressions as he didn't even bother to feel the surroundings

She wanted the world clean, small, and private. She picked up the envelope. It was thick and smelled faintly of smoke. Her name on the front, the old surname. Her hand shook. “Open it,” Sophia said. She slit the paper with a nail. Inside was a single card. No letter. No stamps, no signatures. Just three words: I KNOW THE TRUTH. The room grew small. Elara’s throat made a tight sound. She put the card down like it might burn. “Who brings a threat with no hand?” she said.

*Amelia’s POV* Adrian slid his hand from my hip up to my throat and squeezed it tenderly, "My feelings don't matter, Amelia. My empire is what matters, and you make me weak." My eyes widened. I hadn't expected him to be so honest about his feelings. I could see the raw emotion in his eyes and hear the vulnerability in his voice as he spoke. I wanted to capitalize on that softness that was so unlike the Adrian I had come to know. Yes, he was saying what he felt for me didn't matter, but he was acknowledging that he felt something, and it made me feel less crazy.

Once I stepped out of the cemetery, a car pulled over and Uncle Milo walked out of it holding a bunch of daisies. He smiled and waved when he saw me. I did the same walking towards him, I hugged him. "Daisies, you tend to never forget." I smile as he released me from his grip "How will I forget, Amelia always whined about how she loved daisies." He softly chuckled. "Yeah! Mom was really into those flowers, she loved them."

He bowed and left. The Emperor stood in the great hall and thought, “Love? Love is nothing but painful sorrow and aching pain. My first love was taken away from me, and my second love denied me her heart. Saying I violated her and took her against her wish. Saying I never told her I love her. But why would I need to tell her I love her when I was already showing her. I bedded her every night. I spend hours and hours with her till the morning sunrise, so how is it that it’s not enough love? Diana, how is it that I didn’t love you when I gave you all of me?”