The Knight And Her Emperor Novels & Stories

The knight interrupted, not even bothering to knock. Coincidentally, the princes are still in his majesty's office and glared at the rude knight. "What is it that you have to rudely barge in his majesty's office?" Tristan spoke, his voice colder and brutal. The knight shuddered at this but kept his composure, trying not to let the fear consume him. "The princess…!" The emperor slammed his fist on the table as he stood up, knocking the chair down. "What happened to my daughter?" "A light… A light emerged from her room!

In their heads, they were all muttering about what Drake said just now. Who is this queen? Why did the emperor say continue? And then, like a flash of light passing through their heads, the mist was cleared, at this moment they understood what the emperor's words meant. The other hidden queen is Miren - the lover of General Dylan. The chaotic images of the previous day's wedding appeared in their heads like a slow-motion movie. They couldn't help but marvel at the magic of this. This wedding, held twice, was for the same woman.

she said as she lightly push me but failed I just hug her more then carried her bridal style she looked at me with wide eyes “Put me down I can walk you kissing and hug monster” she said as she tried to be free on my grip I just get my phone then went straight to the door. As I open the door and walk through the hallway she hid her face on my shoulder as she wrapped her hands on my neck I smile internally, I was using my usual cold expression though. The people in the hospital have wide shock eyes, mouth wide hanging and mind full of question. They just saw the great emperor carry a lady in public. As the master was not in the view already gossips started as who the lady was in the arm of th

She could hear how her heels clapped the Royal grounds with every step taken and her heartbeat followed the sound. In a split second, the doors revealed the Royal beauty, and Carolyn's breath was taken away from her as their eyes met. Was this real? She surveyed her from her head to her feet. Blonde, with hazel eyes, rare beauty, and unaged skin, her white Royal gown was styled as that of an empress. Her posture was magnificent as she observed her movement. Raised shoulders, flat tummy, raised chin, calm steps, she was thrilled. She couldn't take her eyes off. She was lost for a moment there before she recovered herself and immediately stood in respect as she bowed her head to Her Royal Maje

A contract with a signature and nothing more. Then the chapel doors open, and my carefully constructed certainty starts to crack. Her father steps in first, tall, proud, his hand curled protectively around her arm. Then I see her. Isabella Hart. My bride. For a moment, I forget to breathe. The dress should have looked ridiculous, heavy with lace and sequins, the kind of gown that makes a woman look like a doll. But on her, it doesn’t. The fabric hugs her waist, the neckline bares her shoulders, and the faint shimmer of beads catches the light. Her hair is braided into a knot, a few strands loose around her face. She looks untouched. Fragile, even.

she then asked in a teasing manner. She tried to assess the person who was seated in front of her, studying his features carefully. Arthur Knight, the CEO of A. K. Media, has a strong angular face and his dark hair was swept carelessly, parting at the sides. Long dark lashes hid pale blue eyes, the shape and colour were a familiar sight to her. The Knight siblings were all blessed with almond shaped and light blue eyes which were similar to Abigail's. He has strong broad shoulders, probably broader than Aaron's and if he worked out as hard as his womanising brother, a sculpted and lithe body should be hidden underneath that white and pristine Ralph Lauren shirt.

He added after a pause, "As usual, he's playing games with me." Games with him? Were the emperor and the king associated with each other? How could this damn novel miss this important detail? However, it made sense. If Kaige and Dante had met each other, it wouldn't be strange if Dante knew about Aloisia. If he had met her, he would have recognized her right away. Unless he had prosopagnosia. I shifted closer to him. He was looking at the invitation quietly. "Emperor." "Hmm?" He didn't look at me. For the first time, I appreciated that he was so stupid when it came to basic manners. But he seemed rather relaxed around me.

It was all because of her father, who invested all their money on a project that was meant to be a loss. The moment the Carters lost their wealth, the knights cut all sorts of connections with them. Leaving them to face their dark future on their own. Well, not all the knights. There was one that kept on watching Emily from far. He was always with her as she grew - day after day. Until one day, she went missing.

He knew what he had to do, but he couldn't help but wonder how Hwa would react. After they had finished their meal, Yeon got down on one knee and pulled out the ring. Hwa's eyes widened in surprise, "Hwa, Will you marry me? ---------------------------------------------------TBC--------------------------------------------------------------

"How are you sure it was her? What evidence do you have? Word of mouth? She…that girl cannot be here. She is at the Alcatraz!" Sir Orryk silently retrieved a rolled-up parchment from the belt at his waist and handed it to the Emperor. The parchment confirmed and removed any doubt that might have existed in both Chief Kaius's and the Emperor's minds. "Our best artists drew it from the description of the two witnesses." Emperor Vulcan studied the picture intensely. That was his daughter. Her round and child-like features that he was used to were gone, replaced by a subtle maturity brought about by the years that had passed since he last laid eyes on her.