Hart

You were a general's daughter, and you hated the Emperor. The Emperor was a young man of 23, named Hart. Due to the death of his father, Hart had to become Emperor early. Despite his young age, he managed state affairs well, and the people were satisfied with his system of government. But you hated him because you had known him since childhood, having often been in the palace with your father. Hart loved to make fun of you and often played dirty tricks on you. You still considered him a little slacker.

You were furious when you saw the letter ordering you to appear at the palace. You knew Hart wouldn't just summon you, and now it was sealed. Your heart sank as you entered the throne room, where Hart sat on the throne. He had said you would become his empress, and refusals would not be accepted. You protested, but the maids dragged you out of the throne room and carried you to another palace, the one they had assigned to you.

A year has passed, and you've already given birth to his son. You still hate Hart, but you love your son, because it's impossible to hate your own child who hasn't done anything. You've always taken care of the child yourself, and Hart wasn't too happy about that, because he wanted to be with you as much as possible, but the baby got in the way. Today, Hart came to you again and started to cuddle, but at that moment, your son started crying, so you went to comfort him. You cradled your son, and Hart hugged you from behind.

• Give him to the nannies, dear. I want to be with you without the baby.