The Last Empress Novel Novels & Stories

) - [Empress' Palace] As he was eventually successful in unlocking the door with the key that Azazel gave him, Oliver tilted his head side to side, glancing around the Empress' office. (Her office is really spacious.) He thought this as he looked about the dimly lit room with only the moonlight to aid his vision. He can't even light a fire as it would alert the guards to his presence, and everything he's done would be for nothing if that happened. (Let's see...) He continued walking around till he came upon a few book-filled shelves. (I don't really have the impression that the Empress is someone who likes to read.) He raised a curious brow as he took one of the books and stepped toward the

“She is here to take her place on the throne, and yet you dared to throw her into that filthy, predatory tavern. For that insult, Serena, you deserve a brutal death.” Serena immediately lost all her composure. She began frantically banging her forehead against the hard floor, sobbing and begging for her life to be spared. I watched her emotionlessly. My wolf, Ice, paced in my chest, wanting to rip her throat out right now, but I held him back. I wanted to destroy her position and torment her first. A quick death was too easy for a spy sent by the elders. Emily was the perfect tool to tear Serena’s power away.

At the same time, Maxi's blue eyes turned, glimmering with some alertness. A foreign girl who came from a faraway land of the Orient, but deeply understood all the knowledge of the Empire's culinary wine. The 'Goute d'Or' has long been faulty. What people say about it is no different from what they say about legendary protection - not real. Not that they had ever tried looking for something as rare as the 'Goute d'Or that had so many desires. But so many times already, every clue to turn around and bring them to a standstill. The clues became fragmentary, gradually losing their leading link and changing from time to time the different positions of the Emperor. Make the search return nothing.

They had this demanding and domineering aura that surrounded them as they walked in. There were three of them. A middle-aged man and woman. They were definitely the Yakuzi's. But there was a woman who looked to be in her late twenties with them. Emily didn't think it was possible, but it looked like she was the one with the power. She oozed it. “Mr. Knight.” She said, Her voice echoing throughout the room. It made Emily shiver.

"The first princess of the empire has been successfully born. News about Alesteria should be distributed nationwide, no mentions of the deceased empress will come out of this room." The people lowered their heads and knelt in front of him, all swearing loyalty to the emperor. "We shall do as we are commanded." They said in unison as they solemnly pledged. The emperor seemed satisfied with this and nodded. He gave the dead empress one last glance before giving his final order and goodbye to his beloved. "The body of the empress should be handled with care, and bury her in her favorite garden. After you buried her, set this place on fire and build it into a garden which shall be named Aleria."

The empress sighed; who would have thought that she had truly been discovered by Long Chen, and that right now, he might be angry with her. “Why did I do this? I…” As her face grew somber, a horse-drawn carriage with the two elders riding in it came into view from afar. They quickly approached the Empress, followed by the disappearance of the two demons holding her back. The Empress calmly entered the carriage; once she was inside, it sped off toward the Empress’s palace. SWISSHHH “What about the fifth concubine?” asked the leader of Bloody Night to his two subordinates.

But I had a feeling that Dante wasn't the type of person who would knock. When I opened the door, I realized that my prediction was right. Annie beamed at me. And she brought food. She was officially my favourite person in this book. We ate and chatted. Annie knew gossip related to the royal families. She would lower her voice whenever she talked about them. It was strange to hear the royal scandals from a young girl, but I needed information. "Basically, the empress wants her son to be the next emperor?" I probed. "Yes, but the fifth prince is young and his achievements barely match Prince Dante." She said to me, "However, Prince Dante is too cruel."

She could not repeat the mistake again. “I guess then you can know about the life of RAGNARA, and the other two that followed. It wasn’t a pleasure talking to you, Empress because I didn’t get what I desired. So, you won’t also.” The Diva disappeared the other instant inside the book and the room fell in dangerous silence again with only the Empress standing in the center, while the strong rays of sunlight were peeking through every open window and hole.

“Empress Cynthia would like to teach you a few new things; do not disrespect her; she has the right to punish you if you do anything stupid.” I nodded. “I would do no such thing.” She led me into her chambers, and my stomach churned. “Are you hungry?” she asked. “No.” I lied. “Do you know why I brought you here?” she asked. “No, Empress.” “I want to show you something. Have you ever wondered why the empresses stay young, even for decades?” she asked. “I have wondered, but I hear it’s a gift from the god of light.” “And that is correct.”

But, life in the palace was different from popular perception - it wasn't all fancy dress, tea parties, and balls, nor was it full of sycophantic nobles. After the empress died, leaving no children, the emperor chose my mother as his consort. She was the daughter of a wealthy marquis and was known throughout the empire for her beauty. But, after giving birth to Princess Camellia, her only child from a loveless marriage, she died mysteriously. I have been rejected by everyone since I was born, leading the empire to mourn once again. The emperor's wife was poisoned, but no one investigated who committed such a terrible act against a young mother who had recently given birth to her daughter.