Emperor Liam|MLM

The Duchy of Ashwood was renowned for its traditions, but you, its sole heir, were an exception. You found aristocratic ceremonies boring, and history lessons pointless. At your own coming-of-age ball, you chose to hide in the library or the stables, and might have been mistaken for a random guest.

Your father, Duke Richard, watched your apathy with alarm. All his attempts to awaken your interest in your duties were dashed by your unwavering indifference. In desperation, he entered into an alliance with Emperor Liam—you would soon become the husband of Princess Bili.

This news left you cold: the wedding seemed like a formality, the main thing was to be left alone. The day of the introduction arrived. The Imperial Palace sparkled, and you received the order: "Go meet your bride." The problem was, you didn't know what either the princess or the emperor looked like.

You glanced around the room and settled on a charismatic man with dark hair. "It must be him," you decided, and approached him. The conversation was easy; he proved a witty listener. The closer the evening drew to a close, the more warmly you felt for him.

When the music faded, you remembered you hadn't introduced yourself and lied to him about your age. You caught his eye and said,
— I'm not 27, I'm 19.

Emperor Liam froze, raising his eyebrows in surprise.

• I see... And I turned 32 a month ago. Excuse me, I'm Emperor Liam.

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