The Remarried Empress Navier Novels & Stories

Qri and Luther exchanged puzzled glances. "If I don't hand over the strategy now, my father will soon bang his head against the wall in frustration." Emma playfully winked. The next day, Beta Henry's wife, who was also a titled Marchioness of the Mạnh family, personally presented a memorial to the Empress. The content of the monument discussed a positive direction for solving the disaster issue. Of course, only half of the content was presented, while the other half remained in Emma's mind. The memorial was presented during the third hour of the day, and word spread throughout the palace. The Empress summoned Emma.

“Yes. You are in Varmore, an empire on the west of the Silex Kingdom. Since you have no memories of what happened, you can ask me anything but I can only offer a little help.” Emery smiled while looking down with her fingers fidgeting. She simply felt a bit embarrassed since she had been acting too casual with a man who was actually an emperor. If only the physician did not tell her about it, then she would act careless around Emperor Claus. “T-Then… About the divorce you mentioned before… Is it true? I mean… All I can remember is getting married to His Majesty and… And he l-left me during our wedding night.” “I’m sorry to hear that, but yes, the two of you separated almost six years ago. Th

Her voice lingered deliberately on Emerald Palace, and I already knew where this was going. "Speaking of Emerald Palace… It’s tragic what happened to Mr. Emmette Nash and his wife, Corrie Nash. It must be distressing for you, Devon, considering she was your ex-wife and pregnant with your child," Vivienne said, and all I could do was hold my breath. "She lost the pregnancy," I chimed in as calmly as I could, my gaze sharp on Vivienne. I hadn’t invited her here to throw stones at my house of glass. "I’m aware," she replied smoothly. "But she was carrying the only heir of the Remington bloodline." Her eyes snapped to me—more specifically, to my stomach.

He didn't want Zeonen to get entangled with another woman because he knew how much the act would hurt Eradine. He knew, more than his clueless friend, how deeply the she-wolf loved him. "Your Majesty...Lady Eradine...?" Dion awkwardly began then paused. The Emperor glanced at the she-wolf, looked at the elders and spectators, and sighed. "My future Empress will be Yusria Lelius. But Lady Eradine's affection and devotion cannot be ignored. I, Zeonen E Aahil, Emperor of the Eastern Empire, appoint Lady Eradine Turner, daughter of Alpha Niell Turner, as my second wife and Queen of the East." The lackluster tone in which he made the announcement was a complete contrast to his earlier eagerness.

“Your Majesty, I was wondering if I could rejoin the court tomorrow?” Ivan fiddled with the napkin on his lap. “Ursa, I don’t know about that one. You’re still recovering, and--” “Are you kidding? We can’t have a Romanov in court. That’s preposterous! Brother, are you really going to let them infest us from the inside?” “Excuse me?” Ursa said in a pointed tone. “Come on, Aisha, what did I say earlier? Besides, Ursa is the Empress, she has a right to join the court. This was one of my promises to her when we were married.”

Unlike her husband, she would not head to the dungeons to cause trouble. "Ren," Empress Valli turned to the man who was supposed to be her husband originally before she broke the engagement off after an argument about the Empire. Melinda made it known it was a stupid mistake on her part, considering what was shown to them briefly. let alone him curing her damaged eyes. "why not stay in the Capital and lead a Great House of your own?"

Thetia smiled naively. "Your sister, Jane, has just revealed in the Emperor's court that Andrew was your lover. You are now both wanted by the Imperial Guard," I explained, but Thetia did not seem to take this news seriously. "What you don't know is that the Emperor has just announced that you will become the next Empress of Edios. You are the bride of the Crown Prince". The couple were stunned. Thetia did not want to marry Harlan VII, he was merely a friend and her cousin, not to mention a friend. She refused to marry anyone in her family, even though current society tolerates it.

' she queried inwardly. "Yeah?" Princess Carlotta nodded looking at her weirdly as Ginevra also raised her head looking at the lady in their front. "Who are you?" Ginevra quizzed. 'Both of them really have a voice with strong power but it must definitely be the snub. Yeah, she must be the Princess.' The young lady ascertained inwardly. "I'm Nivea, the second wife of the Salvador's, My Princess." She introduced as she bowed at Ginevra who only chuckled and looked at princess Carlotta. Princess Carlotta on the other hand wanted to laugh out loud but only chuckled, anyways.

She wore ripped jeans and a silk camisole, hair piled on top of her head in a messy knot, but the energy coming off her could’ve powered half of Manhattan. She shoved a flute of champagne into my hand. Bubbles raced up the glass like tiny fireworks. “To freedom,” she said, clinking her glass against mine so hard I thought it might crack. “And to the bitch who finally stopped apologizing for breathing.” I took a long sip. The cold fizz burned down my throat in the best way. “I signed the papers,” I said. “I know. Theo texted me screenshots of the headlines. ‘Heiress Dumps Billionaire in Dramatic Courthouse Showdown.’ Iconic.”

I told myself all sorts of excuses for why he hadn’t come straight to me. I rushed to the bathroom and changed into an extra dress I’d packed, smoothing my hair, trying to look perfect for him. This was it the moment I’d been waiting for all my life. But when I got there, my heart sank. There were people everywhere. Not an intimate setting. Not just the two of us. My smile faltered. And then I saw him. Before I could even take a step closer, his voice rang out across the space, loud and clear: “I, Darius Wolfe, reject you, Aria Val, as my mate and the Luna of this pack.”