The Emperor's Partner Novels & Stories

I imagined eyes watching me from the dark, eyes of people who would know me, eyes of those sent to find the Emperor’s mysterious helper. My mind played the beggar’s words over and over: "The Emperor… marrying the girl who saved him… Liora…" How simple it was, how impossible, it was almost funny. If only they knew. If only *he* knew. The Emperor, the powerful ruler of Kaldor, was about to marry a lie without knowing it. And the person who had made that lie happen was now running away, scared of what would happen.

) nor a Royal, secure an invitation. However, it has been alleged that the Emperor and Empress (Rest Assured dearest gentle readers, this author is going to break the very nib she is using) have often been caught during their night adventures by the Emperor of First Generation that is Emperor Dhairya’s Grandfather (With all due respect) A motion to award Ms Parker as an official concubine was put forward and lost when the confirmation came up front. Dear Reader, the misfortune befell again in the same light by the daughter whose cunning plans defeated and trapped our innocent Emperor.

It was the most important ceremony in the empire, the moment that separated ordinary nobles from true rulers. And tomorrow… she was supposed to become Alpha Cassian’s chosen bride. The thought alone made warmth bloom inside her despite the cold. A small smile touched her lips as she crossed the courtyard. Exhaustion ached through every part of her body. She had worked since dawn without a single moment of rest—scrubbing banquet halls until her knees burned against marble floors, polishing silver goblets until her reflection stared back at her, sewing ceremonial robes until her fingertips bled from countless needle pricks.

Being Dharakand’s princess had trained her to read the deceit lurking behind familiar faces, and to suspect the motives wrapped in an emperor’s summons. “Greetings, Your Majesty,” she said, curtseying. He gave the smallest nod—acknowledgment without warmth, the kind of gesture that said her respect was expected, not earned. Typical of a man who thought his crown made him the measure of all things. “How are you feeling?” he asked, his tone smooth—pleasant on the surface. But she could see the calculation beneath it. The question unsettled her. Why does he care about her health? Kings don’t ask out of kindness—they ask to see where the cracks are.

Culture, education and arts are their forte. “Come forward, my children.” The Emperor turns his bright golden eyes to us This close, he looks more intimating than he did before. But just as that fact becomes clearer, so does the fact that he must be ill. His skin is dull and sunken, and his fingers shake just slightly. I saw firsthand what happens when a Lycan loses their soulmate. The Empress passed away more than twenty years ago. And the Emperor is still alive and in his right mind. He must have formidable mental strength. If for nothing else, he has my respect for that.

The Emperor hesitated. What happened... during these four years? --- He swallowed his anger. "There is another important matter." He gestured toward the young woman beside him. "Come forward." The girl obediently stepped ahead. The hall erupted into whispers. Only Kiara remained expressionless. She had expected this moment. "I wish to introduce my second daughter." "Amelia Hyperion." The whispers grew louder. The Emperor continued. "Eighteen years ago... I mistook another woman for my late wife." "From that mistake..."

He then put his right hand on Xu Zhengming's waist. "I think this is it." The prince cheerfully smiles. "We dance like this until the music ends." Xu Zhengming on the other hand finds their position strange and a little funny. "Your majesty, I think it's better if we dance like this with female partners." To him, this position seems intimate and intended for couples. He thought, how innocent could this temperamental emperor be? Does he even know anything about romance? He even has an absurd preference for women. "Really? Why so?"

the empress Kasan shared an unrequited love with her Emperor. “ the Emperor has no mate and therefore chose the Empress Kasan as his queen, destroying the mate bond order. it was a political marriage that many of the Lycanthrope Elders were against. Thier mates would be out there somewhere, but the king would not listen, even though he went against the elders to have her as wife he ...“ Alena stopped speaking, making Maria intrigued. “ he what ? ” she asked. the maid hit her playfully. “ for someone about to die you are sure a gossip. “ she laughed. “ He hasn't touched her yet. ever. he hasn't even marked her. ” mark ?

Amethyst, Be prepared. The Eastern emperor is coming for Mira and Tine's wedding. It seems that Tine's parent's and the Emperor were great friends and allies. They are arriving at the end of the week, and accommodations have been set up for them as well as servants to tend to their needs.

She never wanted to be convinced over this ridiculous idea of giving up her decades-old love, and ‘Mate Mark'. “Sshhh…, Listen to me. I have already lived my entire life. But you can have more years to go by. You have to be there for our children. Besides, I won’t be around anymore as I have already learned the truth from that book.” Emperor revealed that he was also wary of everything. The lady parted her lips in agape, her hands holding her late husband tightly in the terror of him disappearing plainly from her sight, and couldn’t help but ask,