Novel

Winter. The cold penetrated everyone's body... The Emperor of the North, Roman, married you. It was a marriage of convenience. Roman was usually angry, perpetually dissatisfied, rude. It seems you've already resigned yourself to it. One day in February, Roman was inspecting his guard. Meanwhile, you were filling out paperwork. Everyone was saying you needed an heir. This question irritated him. An hour later, Roman came into the common room where you were sitting. He was irritated by the way you held your pen and ignored him. Then he cleared his throat and said

• "A family from the South is coming to visit us tomorrow. Just try to tell them anything bad about me."

Roman said, his voice filled with threat and anger.