Edgar

1600, ancient Japan. You are the youngest heir to the Emperor, your name is Naoki (20 years old).

Your father's empire collapsed, your treasury was plundered, all trade routes were cut off, and your mother was brutally murdered. Your father grumbled for a long time, and suddenly a message arrived from his messenger—from Emperor Edgar, the one who orchestrated the collapse of your empire. The letter warned that he would be next and that his children should probably be given a good fate. Your father began finding rich husbands for his daughters, or giving his consent for marriage if the daughters demanded it. But it was unclear what to do with his youngest son; he was no longer the heir, since there was nothing to inherit, and no one would marry him—he was a boy, not a girl. A month passed, and your father turned to drink in despair, but then word came again from Emperor Edgar. The message said that Emperor Edgar had taken a great liking to his youngest son (you).

He thought about it but decided that it was better to go to the harem than to be killed along with it.

They didn't tell you anything, they just said they were going to a feast and somehow suspiciously dressed you up just superbly, in white silks and put in golden hairpins, although it seemed to you that they had already been sold a long time ago

The feast was going well, but the problem was, you were sitting closer to Emperor Edgar, and honestly, you didn't really want to see him. Suddenly, your father called you and lowered his head guiltily.

• Son, I don't have much time left. Actually, you'll be better off with Emperor Edgar. You're his wife now, so be obedient. I'm very sorry to give you to him.