The Emperor's Daughter Novels & Stories

What more did she want from me? My father, Brian Larson, sat by the side of the bed and sighed. "We spoiled her too much. I knew we shouldn't have kept her from the beginning. The fortune teller said that only Summer would bring us luck and that Sienna would only cause us misfortunes. If we had abandoned or killed her when she was born, things would've been much easier. My father's expression was so murderous that I truly believed that if I were there next to him, he would have choked me to death.

“That was why we were investigating. She was the only daughter so it was impossible for her not to know something. No one knew if ever what the His Majesty did and said was true because he didn’t say much. His Majesty loathed her because she was the daughter of the murdered who killed his entire family but she was claimed innocent on the matter which was very suspicious. Many of the Officials were brainwashed by the former Prime Minister so it took His Majesty a lot of time to adjust, clean the mess, and rule the Empire accordingly.” The Official held his breath, unable to process everything that was said. From the talks and rumors, he only heard that the Empress had a tragic past but he nev

“No, she is the emperor.” “The emperor. Hmmm. Weird,” she glanced at her father. “Whatever he meant by that, father?” She asked for clarification. “It means exactly that.” “Why was she an emperor instead of an empress?” “Because not many knew the identity of the emperor,” Aidan interjected, placing her arms behind his back. “Hmmm… this is intriguing,” Dhia’s face brimmed. “Mother, can I visit the Underworld?” “What for?” Aulia massaged her ached head. Her daughter’s curiosity was equivalent to that of a five-year-old kid.

Her dad said, leading the way back to the living room. "No dad. Actually,I want to take my place as our family heiress. I want my identity revealed,I don't want to live in the shadows anymore,I want to be known as the only daughter of President Zander ; Lydia Zander !" President Zander paused, hearing that from his daughter, he turned back to look at her . Surely this woman standing before him isn't his daughter,the shy Lydia who didn't care about the family politics. He is seeing a brave and fearless woman who wants to lead, a woman filled with rage, a woman filled with passion to get what she wants.

The empress acted pitiful, “Don’t you like the gifts that mother has painstakingly prepared for you? I’ve prepared everything, only thinking of you my dear daughter. It saddens me to know that my beautiful daughter has yet to find a husband that can properly take care of her. Isn’t that so?” She looked towards the emperor, in hopes that he would approve of her decision. The Emperor scrunched his eyebrows and looked upset. He was originally planning on scolding his wife for bringing up her marriage, but he felt that the empress didn’t do anything wrong. He wasn’t too pleased to know that his lovely daughter was going to be sent away to live with a husband, but at the same time he wanted to se

It would be painful to lose her, but at least the people and court would not point fingers at him and call him a disgraceful and incompetent leader like his father. "I am afraid, not your Highness," Xisuthra answered. More than anybody, Xisuthra knew the hard time that the Emperor went through before he decided to sign a peace treaty using his daughter. To deliver such a piece of news to him at this time when the wedding drew near felt very wrong. "Then is it Ninla?" the Emperor asked. He was willing to mention all the princesses' names and hoped that when he got to a name, Xisuthra would say yes and that would be it. Losing a child was no walk in the park, but it better not be Ninsab.

"How are you sure it was her? What evidence do you have? Word of mouth? She…that girl cannot be here. She is at the Alcatraz!" Sir Orryk silently retrieved a rolled-up parchment from the belt at his waist and handed it to the Emperor. The parchment confirmed and removed any doubt that might have existed in both Chief Kaius's and the Emperor's minds. "Our best artists drew it from the description of the two witnesses." Emperor Vulcan studied the picture intensely. That was his daughter. Her round and child-like features that he was used to were gone, replaced by a subtle maturity brought about by the years that had passed since he last laid eyes on her.

Lucian revealed. The Emperor turned his attention back to his son, his eyes filled with curiosity. "Well, that's wonderful news, Lucian. Who is she?" Lucian took a deep, steadying breath, bracing himself for whatever reaction he was about to receive. "King Ezra's daughter." A look of disbelief crossed Emperor Caden's face. "That can’t be possible," he exclaimed. "Are you toying with me, son?" "No, sir. I would never joke about something like this," Lucian replied earnestly.

Mother? “ I missed you every single day, my princess,” the emperor hugged me. I hadn't noticed when he got up. “ Wait a minute, I don't know what you all are talking about. My name is Eira not Cleo. I think you've gotten the wrong person,” I apologized, pulling away from the hug. “ Not with that hair and color. Only a member of the royal family has this look,” the emperor stated. “ Do you get it now?” The empress took my hands in hers. “ You are back where you belong. You are our daughter and the crown prince of Azurethra Empire.”

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."