Emperor Time 소설 & 이야기

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.

Everything had its purpose. Except the photo on the console table near the wall. It was small silver-framed, subtle. A little girl with dark curls and light in her eyes. Frozen in time with a grin that made my throat tighten every time I looked at it. I turned away from it. Routine was the only thing that steadied me. Wake up at five. Cardio at six. Shower at six-forty-five. Out the door by seven-thirty. No distractions, no exceptions. At exactly 7:30, I stepped into the private elevator that led to my driver, nodded once to Eli, and got into the back of the car. He didn’t speak. They were trained not to. I wanted it that way.

Then everything changed. The sky tore open. Not a natural storm—a dimensional rift, massive and bleeding Void-darkness. And through it stepped a figure that made my blood freeze. The Void Emperor himself. He was not supposed to appear yet. Not for three more weeks. Anti-Lyra had been clear about the timeline. But he was here now, materializing in the center of the battlefield with presence that made reality itself recoil. "Lyra," his voice echoed across impossible distances, "did you really think I would wait for you to prepare? That I would follow the schedule of a timeline you already broke?"

"I'm not sure." Eric's frown deepened as he thought about the previous emperor. His grandfather, the mighty Theo Thompson who led the war, fought alongside the other clans against the Demon and Fallen clan. Through the one hundred years of battle, he finally chopped off the head of the Demon clan and won the war. Thus, crowning him as the Emperor, and the Dragon Empire was forged. Eric frowned and said, "Tell him I'm busy." "Ah... Prince Eric." "What is it?" "The Emperor also summon Miss Samantha Wild as well."

However, what Jarrod said next shocked her to her core and left her puzzled. In addition, it left her feeling as if there was something important she should be remembering in her last timeline about the night she died. A night that was shrouded in mystery and betrayal, a night that changed her life forever. "Oh dear child, you keep referring to him as the disgraced Emperor, but Demarion is the Emperor and had been the only Emperor his people had ever known." Alpha Jarrod said with so much surety. "What?" Aakifahlynn had blurted out like she was not grasping a word he'd just said.

After thirty minutes of showering and almost an hour of figuring out what to wear, Emner was finally ready and fully dressed, so was Royal. It was 11:30 am and Ember was waiting for Royal in the living room while he took a phone call from the office. He sounded a bit worried so it meant that something was not right.

"You are right. The person I sent to pick up your family hasn't returned yet." The Emperor tapped his fingers on the table. His eye bags were dark and his face was pale, and since he too was a human, he had completely forgotten about this matter. "Your Majesty, we have to send more people who are stronger and capable to know what really happened," said Ezekiel. "You are right. I'll leave this to you. Can you handle it?” asked the Emperor then. He rose from his seat and checked his timepiece. “I have to meet someone. You two don't go out of the palace, understand?"

Now I must say my life is a mess since dad flew away they treated me differently they show their true colors, this mansion is full of traitors granddad and dad are right they are only nice to me because my granddad and dad is always there to protect me. Not until I meet him, his cold and emotionless dark blue eyes, his stern, serious and cold baritone voice, and his dangerous aura that may make you fall on your feet. But I didn’t get scared on him I just smiled at him. He has a Greek god well sculpted face those dark blue eyes of him are so beautiful even though it has no emotions on it he has a well tall build figure towering me. He is No other than the EMPEROR of business world, Zhane Zach

I still feel like I should apologise for pushing her so hard, I just freaked. I hear the phone and hit the answer button. "Yes?" I act indifferent, although I know it is Serena. "You're late!" She sounds annoyed. "I am sorry princess, I was trying to fix a car, the car you sent in, remember." I hear her laugh and it makes me smile. "Well, move it, you said by ten, it is now two minutes past ten." "Did you really wait for it to hit ten and then instantly call me?" "Just shh, and move it. See you soon." She hangs up and I laugh. I was meant to be there for ten. Today I have no work, or I do but it can wait so I am spending time with her, which means I see how she works.

As the Emperor came close ; Chelsea saw his face was working furiously , he looked nowhere jolly and the kind hearted Emperor she had known , instead his face was blotchy with purple spots making him look like a bad black current ice cream . " CLOVERS! " he roared and Chelsea along with her family had to take two steps back as spit was flying from the Emperor 's mouth as he spoke in fury " Clover! I thought I knew him - what I haven't done for that family ! Helped them run away away from Cannibals in war and settled them in here and this is what they returned to me ??,!"