روايات وقصص ضمن What Does Bastian Name The Empress

00Cassandra said, "The name you gave me?" 00Niya nodded vigorously and asked, "Is it nice to hear?" 00Cassandra said, "Sounds good." 00Because it was really not bad. 00"Have you thought through what I told you?" The Empress interrupted her and said, "Become my mom." 00Cassandra, "..."

“How— how can you work here and not know His Majesty’s name?!” Iris stepped back, even more confused now. “I just… it was never mentioned to me—” “What is this?! The greatest emperor and you don’t know his name!” In truth, she really did not know his name, because she simply had not been interested before. Despite the shock, they answered her in an unsettled voice: “His Majesty’s name is Gabriel de Kalsier.” … And in a higher part of the palace— The emperor stood at the stairs, silently watching the main hall.

Both of them thanked me at the same time, and I couldn't help but sigh before turning my gaze to the man whose name I couldn't identify. "I don't know your name yet. What should I call you?" I asked, looking at him, my gaze of suspicion is still lingering inside. As he introduced himself, the man smiled casually. "You can call me Rho, Your Majesty." (Rho? What an unusual name.) "I understand, Rho. Once again, I am Verena von Elysian, the Empress of Elysian Empire. It's good to know you." Rho lowered his head in respect.

I explain before Emanuel clears his throat "Highness... She doesn't go by Empress..." He corrects and I roll my eyes "The packs are like kingdoms with-" I argue. "Emi... She doesn't want to go by Empress... You can ask the Hybrid Alpha when you meet him..." Emanuel chuckles as I smile a giddy smile.

I had never come off of just this, but what he was doing was threatening to get me there. “You are so perfect,” Bastian murmured, his eyes dilating with want as he watched me writhe. I wasn't sure if he had meant to say the words aloud, but there they were. I looked at his blue-gray eyes and was surprised at the honesty and reverence in them. He thought I was perfect.

I had never come off of just this, but what he was doing was threatening to get me there. “You are so perfect,” Bastian murmured, his eyes dilating with want as he watched me writhe. I wasn't sure if he had meant to say the words aloud, but there they were. I looked at his blue-gray eyes and was surprised at the honesty and reverence in them. He thought I was perfect.

Hence, she had always despised illegitimate children with a passion. Empress Victoria gripped Celeste's jaw tightly with her left hand and extended her right hand, prompting a servant to immediately hand her a sharp hairpin. Celeste trembled in fear, trying to struggle. However, several guards held her firmly in place so she could not move. To prevent her from screaming, they had already gagged her mouth. Empress Victoria went mad, slashing Celeste's cheeks countless times with the hairpin as blood poured from the wounds. It looked horrifyingly gruesome, like blood tears streaming from her eyes.

“I would rather beg strangers for scraps. I would rather die than crawl back to you. You are nothing but a bastard, Laurent! A selfish, cruel bastard who ruins everything he touches!” He shook me, hard enough to rattle my teeth, and my knees buckled. A deep voice cut through the air, steady and sharp. “The lady told you to let her go.” Hayes. I turned my head and saw he was already closer to where we stood, his body still but his eyes locked on Laurent with an edge I hadn’t seen before. Laurent’s grip on me loosened slightly, though his body stiffened. He turned his head slowly, his expression curling into something ugly.

The terrified baby writhed and clawed and bit at the stranger taking him from his mother. “Pull me up!” Ellis called. “No!” the woman made a desperate grab and caught Ellis’s arm. “Don’t leave me here.” “I promise, I won’t. I’ll be right back. Let go, okay?” The woman still clung to her, fear overriding logic. “Listen to me. What is your name?” “Anna,” she sobbed. “Anna, I’m the Empress,” she said. “And the Empress never breaks promises. I can’t.”