The Empress As How Someone Sees You นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The empress smiled at him, eventually turning to say to me, “And look at you, Rhianna, you look amazing. I must say this gown suits you beautifully.” I smiled faintly, a soft curve forming on my lips. “Thank you, Mother.” “You’re welcome!” She said, “You look exactly like your mother when I first met her. Beautiful, gorgeous, and sweet.” The emperor chimed in. “Oh, please,” The empress said, waving her hand with a small chuckle. “Don’t flatter me in front of our daughter.” I couldn’t help but smile for real this time. “Do you two ever take a break from teasing each other?”

I knew exactly who was responsible—the Empress, a woman who thrived on malice and manipulation. The air in Angentha was no different from the empire I grew up in, heavy with judgment and disdain. The glances cast my way—some subtle, others brazen—held a familiarity that made my stomach coil. I had been seeing those same expressions all my life: disgust, doubt, rejection.

Are you kidding me? To all of the Empire, the Empress is renowned as a gentle mother. She is concerned about everyone, including his highness Azazel von Elysian, the illegitimate son. But that's what the public knows. (This devious woman...) And what's worse, she's good at reading people's expressions. For the sake of himself and Azazel, Olivier must maintain his composure and smile. (... But.. I can work as a double agent.) (While this is risky, it's worth a shot.)

That sight would make any man go crazy. "You—" The Empress was surprised when she saw Lord Kenny. "Who are you?" Lord Kenny was wearing a mask, so the Empress could not recognize him at all. However, the Empress was perturbed when she sensed his aura. "Please don't panic, Your Majesty!" Lord Kenny said with a smile, "I'm here to seek your cooperation!" As he talked, Lord Kenny sized the Empress up. 'Beautiful! She's simply gorgeous! The South Cloud World Empress is a rare beauty, and it looks like that's true!'

The crown upon her head glittered in the sunlight, its jewels a testament to her station. With a subtle raise of her hand, the Empress commanded the attention of all present. The murmurs and whispers that had filled the air immediately ceased, replaced by an expectant silence. Every eye turned to her, and even the rustling of the banners seemed to quiet in deference to her presence. Empress Ilyana’s gaze swept over the assembly, her icy blue eyes—so like her daughter’s—radiated of pride and steely resolve. When she spoke, her voice was calm yet powerful, resonating across the vast grounds with the clarity of a bell.

How can she protect us when she can’t even walk in high heels? Looking in the mirror I can’t help the sense of déjà vu I feel right now. Once again I can barely recognise myself. In my reflection I don’t see a weak, abused slave anymore, instead, I see a strong young woman who has overcome horrors and is now going to start on a new path. That path is both scary and exciting and it’s strange to think my mother was once on this path. Maybe looking in a mirror having these same thoughts. I can only hope to be half the Empress she was, but at least I know I’ll have a kind and loyal Emperor at my side, and I think that’s the biggest difference between us.

She stalked towards me, hands holding her garment up so she could walk with ease. Her purple painted lip twitched slightly before she spoke. "I have not seen you around here before. ” I only stared. She was not asking a question , was she? She peered down at me with angry eyes but I didn't back down. "Such insolence. Were you never taught not to look an Empress in the eye? " Empress? Just how many empresses did they have here? Another stuck up woman to deal with. I might just give out. I rolled my eyes.

She repeated. “I do not look at men in that manner, Empress.” “Spare me. The whole city can see it, and you might be the Chosen, but you are still a girl with eyes.” “I don’t think he is bad-looking.” I agreed. “I hope you know the importance of remaining pure?” she asked silently. “Of course, Empress, I do.” I said, but for some reason my heart sped up. “Good. You may leave.” I walked away, and Trian followed.

said the Empress waving Chelsea's apologies off " I found it quite stuffy as well , I told that old man to stop putting more roses in but he just won't listen to me ! " The Empress glared at her tea cup losing her graceful and elegant air all of a sudden making Chelsea gape at her in shock . " Don't look at me like that " said the Empress watching Chelsea's experssion with a rather pleasant smile " before I came here , I was just a small baron's daughter , who rarely stepped out of her home, sometimes my father used to worry about my marriage but see what happened" added the Empress a little spitefully .

"When I asked his majesty about his preferences, he said he prefers a woman who knows she's beautiful but doesn't compliment herself too much. Witty but can be dumb sometimes. A little short-tempered but gentle towards him. A strong woman but seeks help from him. Possessive but doesn't threaten his freedom." After hearing this, the empress' facial expression became unreadable. "I am not beautiful and I dare not compliment myself. I am slow-witted. I do have long patience. I am not strong. And I dare not act possessive towards the emperor." With a pair of puppy eyes, she looks at him. "Eunuch Xu, I do not have any of the mentioned attitudes. What should I do?"