Empress Korean Novels & Stories

An understanding passed between them. "And where has the Empress hurried off to?" Zan asked lightheartedly. "She was so entertained by the show that she hated to leave. All the delicious food and drink has made her need to find the ladies' room. I am on a similar mission to relive myself, I am afraid," Devrim added the last part in a lower tone, but still loud enough for the gossips around him to hear. "Very well, Your Majesty. We can talk again soon." Zan bowed. "Glory to the Empress."

“Of course, Empress. I’m sure they’ll be stunned when they see you. All eyes will be on you, so don’t show any sign of nervousness. You need to be confident, powerful—especially with the Emperors by your side. Don’t be surprised if they act differently in front of our people, especially Emperor Izar. He never smiles in public—unlike how he is around you. They need to appear stern, so no one thinks they’re weak. You should be the same, Empress—never show any weakness.” I smiled and nodded. “Thank you for the advice, Natisa. Don’t worry, I’m confident because you’re all here supporting me. Thank you so much…” I hugged her briefly and closed the door. I gently laid the dress over the back of a

“ Using title of the eldest member of Azure clan, I order you, Jasper Azure, to step aside of my way. Or get ready to face the consequences.” Her old wrinkled eyes changed color immediately switching to dark brown with a golden glow. She would transform any time to launch an attack. Everyone in the WEREALM was aware about Grand Empress : A fierce, deadly and marvelous fighter. She had never lost any of the fights in past. Sometimes, she even defeated her late husband, the Emperor. She turned old, but not powerless.

He looked at both Ji-hoon and I before saying “Ji-hoon already got 50 marriage proposals and one of them is from Vanchez Empire”

“Ah! We’ve finally made it!” exclaimed the empress as she stepped out, her face fully covered. She looked incredibly happy to be back at her residence, and it was clearly written all over her face as Long Chen watched. As the two walked toward the door, a dozen servants respectfully greeted the empress. They immediately and respectfully allowed Long Chen—whose arm the empress was holding—to enter.

I won’t let myself fall for the man who’s ruled my thoughts since the prenup. The knock comes again, sharper this time. “It’s time,” a voice calls from outside. Papa rises, extending his hand. “Ready, princess?” I slide my fingers into his. My pulse hammers, but I force a steady smile. “As ready as I’ll ever be.” I glance at my reflection in the hallway mirror. The bride staring back is tense, ready, unwilling to submit fully. I like that about myself. Even here, in silk and lace, I am not entirely tamed.

He spoke calmly and his words weren’t too flattering either. “I apologize for being late. I’m sure the Emperor has already spoken to you about Lady Himawari’s contribution to our country, dear prince.” The Empress said. Prince Shiro nodded his head and told her about his task. The Empress looked over at the baskets filled with different kinds of herbs. She seemed a bit intrigued about it so she stepped down from her throne and she inspected the herbs. I was right beside her when she was doing so and I was wondering if she recognized most of them.

Samgyetang is chicken soup served in South Korea. Imo is an aunt in Korean.