Chapter Sixty- Empress Lolita Gervais- 112 yrs old

Lolita hid her annoyance with her family and tried to keep the dinner conversation civil going for a while. Her ungrateful daughters and life partner made her look like a fool. All because she’d wanted a son and was promised one.

It was difficult enough to hear the ancients lamenting about how she’d failed to produce a male heir and the empire would fall without a strong male figure on the throne. Her mother was at the head of that lynch mob and the topic was her favourite one to start a fight with, or to dig a little further at Lolita’s self-confidence and pride.

Tatiana all but fled the room at the end of that conversation, but Lolita would speak to her about her rudeness once dinner was over. They set dessert before them, and they ate it.

Lolita had watched Franco barely touch his meal, and it was the same with his dessert. That wasn’t unusual. Whenever they fought, he’d lose his appetite. He’d feed on blood al