The Emperor's Strategy Novels & Stories

Patents my mother had designed to “replace war with prediction” “These were never meant for sale,” I said. “But I’m not here to play safe. I’m here to win.” He tilted his head. “And in exchange?” “Neutralize Victor’s leverage in the East and siphon his backers. Publicly, stay silent. Privately, cut him off.” He studied me for a long moment. “You’ll owe me.” “I already do,” I said and cut the feed. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- By nightfall, the empire had shifted again.

The young man is at the very side of the building getting surrounded by bodies as he was not been hitten by a single rolling pin from the sky. As he observes the situation he stands up from his place and went back to the small stage in the middle of the vacant lot. He is the only one standing. Well, he is barely standing but it still can be called the last one standing. He is like standing at the corpse whom he defeated. This is what the young man's plan from the start. A plan to make name for himself in their territory. And it somehow success. A coward strategy, a perfect strategy for the enemy who uses numbers.

"I thought you said the Emperor did not want to be disturbed?" Inal asked stepping back out of the dark room. "The emperor has gone on a stroll and asked that if anyone comes looking for him I should tell them that he doesn't want to be disturbed," Tiartu said. "Mother, I am glad to have found you here, "Aranar Enlim said. Aranar Enlim was the crown prince and he was just nine years of age. He had been looking around for his mom for a while.

He is one of the few cases to have survived and so he lived on the island and his descendants have been on the Empire since the dawn of time. To conclude this first point on the origins of this Empire, we do not come from the same country. You must have noticed it around you. Some people look different, but it doesn't matter how different they are. We are and will remain the same, equal in law. Thetia was not alone, she was accompanied by several people, and they formed the first village of the Empire: Thetia. How do I know it, how does the imperial family know it? Thetia wrote in several diaries her journey : from her birth and life on Edios to her death on Thetia. These diaries will be pub

"I was building to something." I take a sip of champagne to hide my smile. Dante's hand has returned to my back, and I notice, quietly, that it has moved slightly higher than before. I shift my weight just a fraction, leaning subtly toward Valerio, laughing a touch longer at something he says, and feel him adjust imperceptibly, drawing me back without breaking stride. Valerio looks between us with something too knowing in his expression. "Vanessa would love this," he says, almost to himself.

Inside, a florist stared at a future she had never chosen. And somewhere between legacy and strategy, a contract the empire could not break had taken its first breath.

“I can always tell them that we have been hiding our relationship for years. It is easy to make up some stories and back it up with a few pieces of evidence.” His calmness while responding to my question was a bit scary. If a person could scheme something like that while wearing such an unbothered expression, then I should really keep my guard up. I mean, they were probably the person who could kill a person and then act like nothing really happened. “You seem to be a person of high position so is it okay for you to make me your wife even though I do not know how to read the basics of the basic?”

"Partially. Daegal, my son, one thing I want you to always remember is that you need to keep your friends close and your enemies closer. How would you know what your enemy is up to if they are out of your reach? I know the Drakos of Sejukgheim very well. They are opportunistic social climbers who want nothing more than to attain the peak of power. They have been like that for centuries and that is why Emperor Iqbar suspected that they had a hand in the extinction of his tribe. "That is why I made Chief Topher my Royal Minister. I used my brain and thought rationally. I do not do things on a whim or because I feel like it. I do what is best for the continent. You will marry his daughter and k

"You can try to do so." “Tempting,” I reply coldly. “I’d love to take you up on the offer if you let me.” A dark smirk spread across his face. “Assassin princess, my enemies all want that. None of them come close,” he says. I frown as he walks past me. “Well,” Jero says lightly, “looks like the tour ends here.” The smile on his face irritates me. He did this on purpose. He deliberately pushed me toward Zavier. I take a slow breath.

“If you weren’t my only son. I would have cut out your tongue and given it out to feed the worms.” “Too, bad,” Eric said and laughed for the first since he was born. “Too bad, I happen to be your son, and not one of those unfortunate lives you use as your plaything.” The Emperor laughed too, but Eric could sense the anger which the man was trying to conceal under a fake smile. The Emperor hated challenge. He was like the race himself. He was always trying to keep people on the edge so as to remain on top if that’s how he had wanted it, why then had he bothered to have son.