The Empress As How Someone Sees You Novels & Stories

I lifted my head to look at him and my eyes widened when it landed on his face. His eyes... His green eyes... green like an emerald. I gasped when realization dawned upon me. "Finally, I was able to connect with you." He said while looking straight at me, his voice was echoing in this dark void. My lips parted with shock. My mind can’t seem to process what the heck is going on. I can’t move any part of my body. I feel like I’m frozen like a statue, even my eyes were locked on his. What am I exactly seeing right now?

Besides, she felt that she was not part of the team, and responding to such instructions could be misinterpreted by the event planner. Those whom the gods wish to destroy, they first make mad (Proverb). Many workers answered her respectfully,y which should have sufficed,d but she wished to get more from the only person who would land her in big trouble. Now, she walked closer to her, faced her, and pointed out, “Hey! Are you deaf? I'm talking to you.” The petite-looking Empress was as feeble as her looks. She was scared to hear her voice and the hateful look in her eyes was scarring. She quickly took a step towards her husband and she went after her.

In a burst of iridescence above his head, a figure garbed in a crimson robe materialized, emanating a fragrant aura. She exuded an orchid-like grace with delicate features, a voluptuous figure, and breathtaking allure. Her body exuded an enchanting fragrance, and her every move was elegant. “Long time no see, beautiful.” Hyacinth descended, flicked her sleeves, and laughed. Thea looked at the woman with interest and said, “I never imagined a lowly woman like you would actually become an empress. Truly, the Forty-Ninth Heaven conceals their filth pretty well.”

She is a married woman, plus she’s like a worse version of her daughter, Julia. “ No.” I say in-between laughs. “ I’m going to get married to Emilia Peyton.” I say to him Emilia was a better option than Julia and from what I had seen on the media, she was even more beautiful. Scratch that, she was a goddess. She barely said anything on the social media but her beauty was enough to make people worship her. She wasn’t just beautiful, her body was to die for and even a workaholic like me, could never deny that fact.

I projected my feelings towards him, showing him how much I want him. “What is that?” He said in a hushed tone. “I am a special kind of empath. I can feel other people, but I can help them as well. I can… heal, help influence emotions. In this case, I am just showing you how I feel.” I finished shrugging. “Wow.” He said moving from the opposite side of the table to mine. We sat there for a moment before he turned to place food in front of me. He looked like he was arguing with himself. I knew I had no business trying to pull this man into my mess of a life. He was out of my league and could have any girl he wanted.

“What do you have in mind, My Lady?” Ursa tightened her grip on the edge of the table, the tablecloth scrunching up on the ends. “I want to ruin her. Completely. So she can never recover socially, and she can never touch me or my people again.” Though the calm and dignified Empress would not admit it, she already saw her husband as her ‘people’, and felt quite jealous seeing her husband entertain another woman. But her handmaidens see everything, even the glow on her cheeks when she came back that morning from the Med Bay when she thought no one saw her leave. “You already have ideas?” Emery asked. Ursa nodded.

Before Alicia was going to tell them what was on her mind, Betty lightly taps her on the shoulder and signaled her not to say anything since Betty doesn't want to embarrass the empress with her statement or else, the empress might alter her mood. While Valerie is admiring her favorite flower, Forget-me-nots, she has a thought for a question she wants to ask because she has always wanted to know who this great emperor in this empire is. She also considers how she will address the emperor; she is hesitant to question them, but she persists.

She blinked. “What does that mean?” “Everyone in that room sees a billionaire CEO,” he said calmly. “But that’s not all you are.” Adriana studied him carefully. “Most people never look past that.” Luca met her gaze. “I’m not most people.” Something about the way he said it made her chest tighten slightly. Dangerous. This man was dangerous in a way Victor Hale could never be. Victor attacked her power. But Luca… Luca seemed capable of seeing through it.

But that's the scene Emperor Sunwoo witness when he get inside the main chamber of Wangyue Palace. He had known Empress Park has a gentle temperament, he did not even heard her raise her voice, but now seeing her throw fit upon listening on what the servant had reported her, Emperor Sunwoo sneered. People indeed changed once they had power and connections plus jealousy. "So this is how the mother of the Nation behaves?" In his disappointed voice, Emperor Sunwoo says his presence. Empress Park's face paled, she kneeled down and kowtow and said, "Your Highness.. It is an impulsive reaction, this Empress is wrong."

The man’s call rang once, twice. Sophia’s voice came in through the small cheap radio she kept for weather. “Listen,” she said, not looking up. “If you ever need to vanish again, do it before noon. They track movements after daybreak.” The man took a sip and closed his eyes as if testing the coffee. “Nice place,” he said. Elara’s hands were steady. “We make a good cup,” she said. Her voice did not bounce with panic. It did not give him what he wanted—her fear.