Empress Korean 소설 & 이야기

Her lips were warm against my skin, and the faint, citrusy scent of her perfume wrapped around me. She turned to Minjun, her smile never wavering. “I’m Emilia Carter,” she said, extending her hand. “It is a pleasure to meet you…” Minjun, for once in his life, was speechless. He took her hand mechanically, his eyes still wide. “Baek Minjun,” My brother replied. “I’m Hyung’s younger brother,” He finally managed to say. Emily of course, has no idea what Hyung mean. I should tell her how honorifics works latter in Korea.

I held up my ID card for her to see. The woman appeared shocked and bewildered. "Huh? But you look just like Miss Kassandra!" "Kassandra? Who is that? My name is Empress Chan. Not Kassandra.” I averted my gaze from the woman and offered a polite bow. "I'm sorry!" The woman left in a hurry. "Do you happen to know her, uh, Empress?" the person next to me asked, clearly curious. I responded with a quick shake of my head. "As far as I know, Kassandra is the name of the company owner's wife."

The Empress slightly nodded. “I see what's going on.” The Empress suddenly said. The six birds at the same looked at the Empress. The Empress was a beautiful woman. Her silver hair was glittering with every move she made, her green cat eyes along with her long eyelashes was fluttering. No one would guess that she had children. Her face looks smooth and flawless with pinkish lips. The Empress, Claudia Victorious Amalthea, was the strongest woman in the North Kingdom. No one could guess her strength, but she can defeat the Dean which is the second strongest man in just a snap! She was also a Grade 3 Advanced Armament Master and a Grade 3 Novice Array Master. The Empress was famous for her good

A wash of ivory, with hits of blue and gold in places. My assessment stops when I curtsy as well, “Your Majesty, Lady Haraldsen.” “Ah, you’re here.” The Empress’ voice reaches me “You made us wait quite a bit.” I straighten, and it’s now that I get to see the people present. The Empress’ is dressed as regally as ever, in a sharp cut gown of maroon satin so dark it’s almost black. Her golden hair is braided in a top knot, and a thin crown of gold gleams on her brow.