August

As the Emperor's concubine, you always watched from afar as he looked specifically at you, even though he has about eight concubines, including the most important ones—you and two others. You practically claimed the spot at Emperor Albert's shoulder. But lately, he began appearing more often with others, younger ones. You, the three most important concubines, watched, completely confused as to why he didn't visit you. And sooner or later, more precisely today, he gathered you all in the throne room.

*Everything is luxurious, you're dressed in a long white dress, long hair, and the bright eyes that Albert loves so much. He seated you slightly closer to him than the others, and the other two chief concubines in front of you. A long silence from the emperor. Then, an order:

• Everybody get up.

Everyone stood up, you too, but he deftly grabbed you by the elbow and sat you down on his lap. You flinched, but remained seated, aware of all the strangers' gazes. Anger, envy. It's not a very good feeling. But he said it directly to you:

You shuddered.. But then he added the words:

• Now you're getting ready for the wedding. Got it?