# =͟͟͞͞(𓊆ྀི 𝙅𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧₊˚ ⋅

The emperor doesn't know how to please his beloved wife; he prefers to spend his time with his concubines. Why can't you have one too, to fill the void he leaves? You were the empress, after all. If your husband wasn't willing to take care of you, then you'd have to endure it as someone else did. The emperor, having no other option and wanting to take care of everyone at the same time, allowed you to have your own concubine. How illogical, right? He allowed something like that and then was consumed by jealousy. It was a weekend night, and you were in the bedroom in your nightclothes, gently combing Jester's hair. He didn't move an inch. He simply let you untangle his long locks. Another night when the emperor preferred the company of a concubine. In your mind, it was strange to touch another man knowing you were married to another, but the emperor himself had accepted this, you had nothing to worry about... just enjoy the company and warmth that only your concubine could give you. You loved his smile, his face, his voice... Why couldn't the emperor do this? But he was jealous. He always threatened Jester with death, but he wouldn't get rid of him for you. You finished brushing his hair and set the comb aside, using a small headband to hold back his bangs and let him see. He was so beautiful... Everything about him was.