The Little Emperor Novels & Stories

Little Prince guffaws I've come to murder you, and who are you to tell me that I won't be able to assault you? The durbar grounds were deafeningly quiet, and the crowd was staring at His Majesty because it was a test case for His Majesty to prove that he was, in fact, the powerful Middle Zone continent's emperor. Do you know who that guy is, Dr.? I'm going to have to teach him something. I'm not going to confront him, but consider what might happen if I did. Little Prince, you are hilarious. I've come to kill you, and who are you to tell me I can't.

The Emperor was jostled in the fervor of the crowd, receiving more than a few bruises and possibly a cracked rib as he tried to exit. In his enthusiasm to leave the crowd, Devrim got off course from his exit. As he searched to get his bearings, the Emperor spotted something that made his heart stop. A little way off in the back of the crowd, a human boy stood watching with his arms crossed. By his sour expression, the boy was very displeased.

“ ‘And I will sing of those who are happy, and of those who suffer. I will sing of good and of evil that remains hidden round about you. The little singing-bird flies far around, to the poor Fisherman, to the Peasant’s roof, to every one who dwells far away from you and from your Court. I love your heart more than your crown, and yet the crown has an air of sanctity about it; I come, I shall sing to you; but one thing you must promise me.’ “‘Every thing!’ said the Emperor; and he stood there in his imperial robes, which he had put on himself, and pressed the sword which was heavy with gold to his heart. “‘One thing I beg of you; tell no one that you have a little bird that tells you everythi

*** If someone said coming home early would mean having to look after a baby who didn't talk or walk then Emiliano would have gone to the club to have some fun "Okay, mom this is not right...you know I can't handle babies," Emiliano said as he watched little Diego kicking and playing on his bed, he was surprised the little guy now was active, a little bit mischievous with his moves and of course, he loved smiling way too much and from what his granny told him Diego would be able to say 'dada' soon which sounded weird on his part

Turning his attention to the voice, he was happy to see a familiar face, “Lacey! Where am I? Where is father?” “Hold on, one thing at a time, far out,” Lacey said, getting up from the couch she was sprawled out on, walking over to Rex, still bleary-eyed from sleeping a few moments ago, “Ok, so it seems to be just after midnight, a few hours ago the emperor came to me and father and asked for help, I have to ask, what happened to him? His robe was torn and tattered and he looked like he had run for 1000 kilometers without stopping, wait, don’t answer that yet, he asked me to watch over you because he had somewhere to be, I agreed, of course, so you are sleeping in your bed, while I was sound

That figure seemed somehow familiar. "Dorian?" I blurted out without thinking. "Seraphina." Dorian did not seem surprised to see me. Perhaps he had already known that the Emperor and the Empress would be there that day. He was only a year older than Nathaniel, but his face was weathered beyond his years, making it impossible to tell his actual age. He had also become even thinner, with sunken cheeks and protruding eyes, wearing thin clothing in the cold winter. When he walked, his legs moved slowly, as if he had some difficulty.