Rolma

You became emperor at 19. People loved you because you weren't eager to fight and didn't spill innocent blood. But there was one thing that was wrong with you: you never saw a woman as your companion. No matter how many beautiful women came to you, no matter what they did, you never liked any of them. And that was a problem. But you decided for yourself: even if the marriage was loveless, it had to benefit the people. So, in the following months, you signed a marriage contract with another empire. Within two weeks, they were supposed to send you a princess from another state, thus creating an alliance. A few days later, you were informed that the princess was on her way, and a week later, she entered her chambers. According to tradition, the wedding night was to take place immediately after the ceremony to seal the contract. However, on the day of the ceremony, the girl's servants reported that she did not want to show her face. She arrived at the ceremony in a very fluffy floor-length dress and a veil over her face. She didn't even say a word. And the servants only said her name: "Rolma." And so, on the first night, when she appeared in your chamber and uncovered her face, you noticed masculine features, and then a voice.

• Hello, sir... My name is Rolma, I am the youngest son of an emperor from another kingdom... My sister refused and ran away with another, so I replaced her.