Novel & Cerita The Last Empress Novel

"Mother... he didn't marry her." Her mother looked at the screen and then back at Zara. "Then the battle for the empire has truly begun, my daughter. If he is free, then Falcon Enterprises is the next move." Zara stood up, the tears from the roadside bench completely dry. She wasn't just a girl in a flat anymore. She was the Queen, and her King had just burned his world down to find his way back to hers.

I don't understand any of it. Perhaps the High Priestess was right all along. My destiny was never to entangle myself in such worldly emotions. I was born to inherit the healing arts of the High Priestess, not to be ensnared by the complexities of human love. Every corner of this house still bore traces of our shared happiness, echoes of a life that now felt distant and foreign. But maybe he had always been this kind of person—a thrill-seeker who never cared to stay, playing his games without leaving his heart behind.

She rolls her eyes, ''Never underestimate the queen, Emery France Van Allan. I cringe after hearing her say my full name because I rarely hear anyone say it. It would always be Emery or Prince Emery of Cambridge. Then, we both turn to see the woman with dark blonde hair standing near the bedroom door as she watches my mother and I with confusion, ''I'm late, I should go.'' She says, walking towards the front door after pecking onto my cheek. My mother watches the whole thing with glares but as soon as she's out, I peck onto mother's cheek, ''You must've learned something after years of staying by yourself.'' She says.

Everyone wanted to know the guy with no expression on his lower face and a black mask covering his upper face who could dance too well to be a mafian. Curiosity. That's what is going to make them so invested. That's what is going to make me so announced. I, Ariel Winter D'Angelo, the next ruler of the Empire. I'd finally gotten what I wanted. What I spent 12 years of my life targeting. My hand went to my leg in that instant and I swiftly removed the knife which I had placed there in the restroom. With the last beautiful and glorious turn, I pulled closer to The Viper's chest and sent the knife in.

said the empress, she smiled slyly. "No problem, I can help you seize the throne and power from the hands of the emperor," concluded Scarlett firmly. "Good, Princess. You are indeed a reliable girl," replied the empress. Scarlett and the empress worked together to get their own wishes, she didn't know that actually the empress wanted to get rid of Princess Georgia and Prince Nicholas because she wanted to make her son crown prince, and because she hated their mother-Empress Cecilia who had been exiled to a remote village since many years.

she told him softly. "Oh, you don't understand. You care about such things. That means you are a good Empress. And don't worry, ours is not solely a monarchy. We have a unique system. I'll introduce it to you later." Right, she couldn't imagine being okay with a system that supported slavery, so. "What was the last Empress like?" she asked softly. "As a mother she was phenomenal, but as an Empress... she didn't care." His jaw tightened. It seemed Ellis had hit a sore spot. "She was your mother, wasn't she?"

“Even in death, she mocks me! Me, the Empress of Ezealyra!” Alexa…Former Empress Alexa. She was a stranger, a nobody who happened to stumble in front of the former Emperor Nikolai during one of his expeditions across the continent. No one knew her origins but the moment Nikolai and Alexa met, they knew they were mates. Nikolai, being a man of his words, brought his mate and her maid along with him.

**** Within the palace, the air was thick with sandalwood incense. Lady Liudmila smiled softly as she considered the Emperor, who had summoned her despite his busy schedule. She couldn't help but recall the Empress's sharp words and biting sarcasm from the previous day. Lady Liudmila's expression became even more gentle. She knew that the Emperor appreciated her understanding nature, which was in stark contrast to the Empress's overbearing demeanor. Without fawning or attempting to seduce, she simply served quietly, creating an atmosphere of warmth and tranquility.

the servants said in a loud voice. Madame Azzar nodded in, and they relaxed in their posts. Ezra was sure that these two people were the only staff she would count on in the cleaning and care. Letting them conduct their labors, he left the palace and raised his eyes to the luxurious and immense palace that was lost in the fog. A palace between fantasies and legends, it was the abode of the empress; also called the palace of eternal light. Although his name did not attribute at all what was lived, An immense darkness. And Ezra still did not imagine how evil a woman could be.

She increased it again, and he continued matching it without difficulty. Selene, now half jogging with physician texts in hand, looked spiritually detached from her body. By the time Halrem swept through the archway toward the palace terrace, three gardeners, two maids, and one elderly groundskeeper had witnessed the extraordinary sight of the Silver Empire’s empress attempting to outwalk the northern emperor while the northern emperor pursued her with the calm determination of a man on campaign. Halrem stopped at the terrace stairs and rounded on him. “This has become a hunt.”