Novel & Cerita The Emperor Of The Seas

The Emperor of the Old World had arrived. Emerging from the thick marine layer weren’t dozens of ships , nope. It was hundreds. Massive, black-iron dreadnoughts, all of them, stretching across the horizon like a moving wall of doom. But the one in the absolute center… the one that made my brain go blank… It wasn’t a dreadnought. It was a floating iron city, incomprehensibly massive, bristling with towering iron spikes and heavy siege cannons. It flew a flag so large it cast a dark, suffocating shadow across the entire coastline, like the morning itself was being strangled.

"For generations, the Kestle family has shown constant support for the Vassethier family, and she is warm, intelligent and loving. She is the perfect match for my son, Harlan VII, and I am sure their union will be beneficial to our Empire" The room erupted in cheers. Everyone thought the Emperor didn't need to praise her so much, since they all knew her. But the Emperor continued with conviction: "I ask you to trust my judgment, my friends. Thetia is an exceptional woman, and I am convinced that her marriage to my son will strengthen our Empire and our position in the world. We will remain on top and perhaps even conquer new territories. The Emperor finished to the applause of the room. The

the old Eunuch proudly announced as he gestured to the rows of women standing in the grand hall. “Before that, I have a very important announcement to make. The woman who manages to become pregnant with the Crown Prince’s child will be immediately promoted to the Empress of the Flame Dragon Empire along with the Crown Prince ascension to the throne as the new Emperor. As per the traditions and customs of our Empire, the Crown Prince is only able to become the Emperor once his woman is pregnant with an heir to secure the royal bloodline. I sincerely hope that the future Empress of this Empire is one of you lovely ladies standing in this hall,” the Emperor announced in an authoritative booming

They were wizards, in Kade’s eyes, of making the world of the rich and powerful dance to their tune. He was too young to remember a time before Sinclair and Associates—their first, noisier, more public child, in a sense. By the time he was born, the empire was firmly established, its roots sunk deep in the foundations of the city. It wasn’t until he was a newly-minted teenager that he understood the full nature of what it meant to be at the head of that empire. What it meant to be a Sinclair and to carry so much power, so openly in his name itself.

That may be good for Aakifahlynn because she does have some questions for him now that she remembers him from her last timeline and what was revealed the other night. They have much to discuss, but they may revisit after the war. Why would an Emperor risk being locked up in a dungeon? He spent years imprisoned, so what were his people doing then? How did he even know about the timelines? These were just some of the things that plagued her mind. "It's no problem," Demarion answers, ushering them all out the door. But she decided to drop it for now. "Oh Goddess, this is magnificent and huge," Aakifahlynn was staring at the largest sea transport she'd ever seen, a luxurious vessel that seemed t

I turned on my heels, striding to where I had left my assistant waiting for me. "Boss! The guys called, they said they want to meet you." He informed, while I settled inside the car. "Take me there." I responded, proceeding to grab the seatbelt. Is this arrogance? Empire Company is renowned as the largest because they operate across multiple industries—ranging from real estate and gold mining to airlines and a furniture company. All of these operate under one umbrella, which is why they’re known as Empire Company. "Boss! Are you okay?" His voice brought me back to the present.

She played with her fingers in her lap, her eyes refusing to meet mine. "My name is Emerald and I'm the the Princess of Wales." She said. My hands curled under her chin and I lifted her face to meet mine. "Wow, your name effectively captures your beauty." I told her. A tinge of pink rushes to her cheek, "Thank you." She says. "The way it matches the colour of your eyes, your jet black hair, pale skin and the most tempting cherry red lips I've ever seen." I continue. She blushes harder this time too shy to say a word.

Walking beside Luca Bennett. Victor was going to enjoy this. Because every empire had a weakness. And Adriana Cole had just found hers.