Theodora Actress Empress Novels & Stories

Stefan does not flinch upon being hit. If it was anyone else, he would have killed that person on the spot. But the woman is not an ordinary peasant he can bully. She is Venus Viskander, the Empress of Ezealyra and the chief consort to the Emperor, His Majesty Eduard Vissarion. Her dark eyes are reprimanding him for his failure to stop the Crown Prince.

“You do not cry after sex.” “They don’t have to know that.” He winked. Oz, Balkin and Indrick did pretty well too. It was now my turn to close us out. “Hey, I’m Empress Zelda. Um, let’s see...you’ve heard about my complicated love life. Getting bit, getting proposed to, getting dumped. All things that don’t usually happen to an Empress. But let’s talk about this horrid journey. I’ve almost been eaten by a Serpenbite, almost drowned, came very close to being barbeque, I’ve been kidnapped like seven times. My body was snatched by an Over-Lordess who kind of shamed me for not being a virgin, by the way. So I’ve been called a tramp a lot lately.”

Had I not witnessed him taking a dislike to a handsome attendant, fabricating an excuse, and having the poor soul dragged off to be sold into a brothel, I probably would have been fooled by him too. If a man like that ever became the empress consort, it would be an absolute disaster for the empire. I wasted the best years of my youth here, finally climbing to the one position every man under heaven coveted. Bella had proclaimed to the entire world that I would be her only empress consort, and should I pass away, the throne beside her would remain forever vacant. At the time, I genuinely believed I was the happiest man alive, which was why I ignored the system's prompt when it offered to let

I am not a slave, and I will never accept that. "She is a very beautiful one! Where did you get her from?" An emperor asked as Theodore sighed. "Does that really matter?" Theodore asked in disgust. "Yes, it matters if we have to buy her!" The empress sitting by the emperor's side said as my eyes shone in shock.

"I know you may be lonely. But just think about your actions. What will His Majesty think when he finds out about this?" With a faint smile, Aurora shrugged and looked at the figure laying next to her on the bed. "What do you think of my actions, Your Majesty?" Devrim sat up and wrapped his arms lovingly around his wife. "I am actually pretty pleased if I am being honest." Candela lifted her head. "Emperor Devrim!" she cried. "I had no idea you had returned." "Obviously." The Empress covered her grin with her hand. "I am so sorry." Candela stood, curtsied, and ran mortified from the room.

“Or should I say, you already ran out?” “Lady Athena, luck has nothing to do with the situation.” Lady Serena eyed Emery with hidden contempt underneath that professional smile of hers. “It is only putting Lady Emery back to her place, since from the very beginning, she is not qualified to become the empress. It will only stain the reputation of the emperor and even the empire.”

answered Drystan. Inside the palace, Empress Cordelia greeted them. She was the mother of Prince Drystan. She had just been appointed Empress to replace Isabella who had died. Previously, she only had the status of a king's consort and lived in the queens' palace together with Queen Melisa. Queen Melisa was the emperor's fourth wife and the mother of Prince Eric. Cordelia and Melisa were good women, but they had great envy of Empress Isabella, because Dario loved Isabella more, and often ignored them. If they could say the truth, then they would say they were happy with Empress Isabella's death.

The choice she made today would shape not only her own destiny but the fate of the kingdom, now that she has accepted her true identity. As the anticipation in the air reached a peak, Empress Ilyana, who had been seated on an elevated dais overlooking the southern grounds, slowly rose from her throne. Her movements were graceful, yet they carried the authority of someone who had ruled the empire with strength and wisdom. Dressed in rich, flowing robes of deep crimson and gold, adorned with intricate patterns that symbolized the empire's strength and longevity, she was a vision of regal dignity. The crown upon her head glittered in the sunlight, its jewels a testament to her station.

"He trained you to be a warrior, didn't he?" With tears in her eyes, she nods. "But I'm not half of what he wanted me to be." The two plunge into an uncomfortable silence once again, both lost in their own thoughts... And losses. "Well..." He speaks again. "Ynora Deanna was a High Empress who dominated almost every kingdom in the world. She created demon colonies and also territories in several countries, establishing her dominance once and for all and ruling all her subjects with an iron fist." "Demonic colonies?"

Theodore seemed to be enjoying it but I was rather annoyed why Emperor Peralez had his daughter entertain us. "Isn't she talented my king?" Theodore beamed in smiles after the finished her little dance. "Send for your father." I ordered as she bowed. "Yes my lord." She gasped as bead of sweats crowded her forehead. Theodore's eyes seemed to linger on the young girl, I will admit she was attractive, looking exactly like her mother in her prime but she wasn't the reason i was at Peralez.