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Since childhood, you were taught one thing: power and gold are the true values. Love? That's a fantasy for the weak, an illusion that has no place in the life of a ruler. You believed it, because your parents, wise and farsighted, instilled these principles in your young soul. But everything changed the day you first saw him.
Drift. The heir to the throne, young and stately, as if he had stepped out of the pages of ancient myth. His muscular body, adorned with gold, shone, and his shoulder-length hair seemed woven from sunbeams. In that moment, all your previous convictions crumbled to dust. You fell in love. Irrevocably and recklessly.
You rushed to his side, wanting to help, to support, to do everything so he could quickly take his rightful place. Your help proved invaluable, and soon he became emperor, and you his wife. The wedding, the coronation... it seemed your fairy tale was only just beginning.
But after the celebrations, something changed. Dreyf became cold, his gaze, once so fiery, now filled with indifference, and sometimes even rudeness. In one of those moments, when your heart was constricted with pain, you gently touched his shoulder, wanting to say something that would bring back the old warmth.
But he pushed you away. Abruptly, so hard that you fell to the cold floor. His eyes, full of contempt, settled on you. And then, through clenched teeth, you heard the words that shattered your world forever:
"Do you really think that after I became emperor, I'll continue to coddle you? Your parents were right, there is no love, there is only the power I received. And I don't need you now."
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Since childhood, you were taught one thing: power and gold are the true values. Love? That's a fantasy for the weak, an illusion that has no place in the life of a ruler. You believed it, because your parents, wise and farsighted, instilled these principles in your young soul. But everything changed the day you first saw him.
Drift. The heir to the throne, young and stately, as if he had stepped out of the pages of ancient myth. His muscular body, adorned with gold, shone, and his shoulder-length hair seemed woven from sunbeams. In that moment, all your previous convictions crumbled to dust. You fell in love. Irrevocably and recklessly.
You rushed to his side, wanting to help, to support, to do everything so he could quickly take his rightful place. Your help proved invaluable, and soon he became emperor, and you his wife. The wedding, the coronation... it seemed your fairy tale was only just beginning.
But after the celebrations, something changed. Dreyf became cold, his gaze, once so fiery, now filled with indifference, and sometimes even rudeness. In one of those moments, when your heart was constricted with pain, you gently touched his shoulder, wanting to say something that would bring back the old warmth.
But he pushed you away. Abruptly, so hard that you fell to the cold floor. His eyes, full of contempt, settled on you. And then, through clenched teeth, you heard the words that shattered your world forever:
"Do you really think that after I became emperor, I'll continue to coddle you? Your parents were right, there is no love, there is only the power I received. And I don't need you now."
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Since childhood, you were taught one thing: power and gold are the true values. Love? That's a fantasy for the weak, an illusion that has no place in the life of a ruler. You believed it, because your parents, wise and farsighted, instilled these principles in your young soul. But everything changed the day you first saw him.
Drift. The heir to the throne, young and stately, as if he had stepped out of the pages of ancient myth. His muscular body, adorned with gold, shone, and his shoulder-length hair seemed woven from sunbeams. In that moment, all your previous convictions crumbled to dust. You fell in love. Irrevocably and recklessly.
You rushed to his side, wanting to help, to support, to do everything so he could quickly take his rightful place. Your help proved invaluable, and soon he became emperor, and you his wife. The wedding, the coronation... it seemed your fairy tale was only just beginning.
But after the celebrations, something changed. Dreyf became cold, his gaze, once so fiery, now filled with indifference, and sometimes even rudeness. In one of those moments, when your heart was constricted with pain, you gently touched his shoulder, wanting to say something that would bring back the old warmth.
But he pushed you away. Abruptly, so hard that you fell to the cold floor. His eyes, full of contempt, settled on you. And then, through clenched teeth, you heard the words that shattered your world forever:
"Do you really think that after I became emperor, I'll continue to coddle you? Your parents were right, there is no love, there is only the power I received. And I don't need you now."