روايات وقصص ضمن The Empress In The Palace

During the summer festival everyone came out to the palace to enjoy the hot summer breeze. “Oh, look isn’t the peaches this year good,” said a prince. “I agree,” said the Empress. Princess Kay said, “Empress what did that woman bring to you?” “Humph,” said the Empress. “That woman was trying to bribe me with some of her phoenix clan’s belongings. Thinking that I would take a liking to it.” “Well, what’s in it?”

"I will never forgive you! I want you to live a life worse than death! Guards cut off this despicable woman's legs and throw her into the dungeon!" Then, Emma saw something dazzlingly golden. In the dark palace, its color surpassed everything, shining more brightly than any lamp, shattering the entire world. She knew it was the decree of deposing the Empress! The deposed Empress! The attendants continuously proclaimed, and somewhere, there were gazes like poisoned arrows, seemingly wanting to pierce through her heart. But her soul felt empty, as all thoughts in her mind disappeared, leaving only the two words, hatred. Finally, she couldn't hear anything more. Her complete soul had discarded

I had spent countless hours studying their customs before setting foot in this palace, ensuring that not even the smallest detail of etiquette was overlooked. A sharp gaze flickered in the empress’s eyes, assessing, testing. When I turned to the elders, I took their hands one by one and pressed a reverent kiss upon them. “To the elders, I offer my deepest respects. Good evening.” They nodded approvingly, their aged faces unreadable, but the empress’s reaction struck me. A slow smirk curled her lips, an expression of amusement tinged with something else—something less kind. “Not bad for someone from Battlerce,” she mused, her voice a dagger wrapped in silk.

To save her dying human kingdom from total annihilation, Princess Seraphina is traded as a political bride to the feared Emperor of the Under-Realm, Lord Malakar. Known as the "Devil’s Shadow," Malakar is an ice-cold, ruthless half-demon Lycan king burdened by a dark, ancestral blood-curse. Seraphina expects a lifetime of torment or a swift execution. Instead, she enters a gothic citadel trapped in a web of deadly court politics and ancient secrets. Malakar treats her as a fragile, disposable human weakling, keeping his distance to protect his dark heart. But when a terrifying ancestral madness takes over the King, Seraphina surprises the entire court by using a hidden, dormant light magic t

Because now she had turned from being a crown princess to an Empress. Though she had not built this empire, she inherited the kingdom. And now it was her responsibility to make it prosperous. Alexandra had turned out to be socially inactive most of her life. Why could she do it? People are awful. Ew. Coming out of her shell wasn't an easy decision. She hoped not to catch social anxiety! People in the building were wondering what Alexandra was doing here after disappearing for four years. They were only informed that the new CEO will be arriving today, They already knew that Benjamin Winchester has died and it was rumoured that the next heir will be Anastasia Roberts.

I announce myself to them. “My Prince.” They say and bow respectfully. “Please proceed, we’ll let the Duchess and her parents know you are on your way.” “Thank you.” I acknowledge before heading at a much slower pace toward their castle. Unlike Araphyra, Eventide’s castle is built of stone. It gives it a much colder feel. To me at least. My feet feel like they are resisting the journey to the castle. Every step becomes harder, as if I am walking through quicksand, sinking deeper with every step.

Ezra climbed into her carriage again and returned to the palace to prepare for the worst. In the palace, she walked down halls with white walls decorated with gold ornaments. The long red carpets looked new and beautiful, and the curtains softened the summer sun. This place where she dreamed of becoming the Empress… a place and position that would never be hers. That was when she saw Ezekiel at the end of the hall, staring at her with raised eyebrows.

“My name is Clifford, and I am your butler for the rest of your stay in Her Imperial Majesty’s home.” “Thank you,” I responded distractedly, looking expectantly at the palace’s entrance, knowing full well that Henry wasn’t there to meet me. “Please follow me.” We climbed up the steps to the palace while the pilots took off again to who knows where. “The empress has already retired to her chambers to pray and has asked not to be disturbed until morning.” “We understand,” Helena said again. “We know it’s already late.” “Wow. They weren’t joking when they said he’s not here,” Becca said in a stage whisper, and I clenched my fist to contain my temper. It seemed the girl was keen on humiliating m

Ren said happily as he looked up at his mother. “I’ve told you countless times before that you should not come here. Never come here ever again,” his mother cut in bluntly with her cold voice. “But…” Ren protested in a small voice. “Guards! Escort the crown prince out…at once!” the empress shouted at the top of her lungs. “Mother! Wait!” Ren cried out as two tall guards in armor came to usher him gently out of the palace.

But of course, there are times that we can't control the thoughts that pop out of our minds. Sometimes, he's wondering how does the empress doing in the imperial palace. The town that belongs to the empire prospers more now that the corrupt officials are being replaced. Also, as everyone expects from her majesty, Empress Yin Xiulan is strictly disciplining the men under her.