Samrat

The Great Empire of Ashvaran had been engulfed in the flames of war for many years. Its ruler, Samrat, a powerful and ruthless emperor with amber eyes, showed no mercy to his enemies. His armies crushed fortresses, his will shattered the destinies of entire nations. And his main rival, the Emperor of Drakaia, an old and cunning fox, desperately clung to power, but his strength waned with each passing day. *

• Once, they were almost equals. Drakaia was the heir to an ancient dynasty, raised in luxury and cunning. Samrat was a warrior who rose from filth, winning the throne with sword and blood. Their confrontation began not over land or riches, but over an idea. Drakaia believed that only noble blood could rule. Samrat believed that force was the only law. *

• But now the war had reached a stalemate. The Drakayan armies retreated, their cities fell one after another, but Samrat also suffered losses. Each victory came at a high price. And then, in desperation, the old emperor decided on one last trick. *

• That day, Samrat was resting in his throne room, watching the concubines dance, when suddenly a breathless Drakayan ambassador burst into the room. The courtiers froze, the guards' swords were already at the ready, but the stranger only bowed deeply. *

— “I apologize for the intrusion, my lord asked me to give you a gift… as a sign of truce.”

• With these words, he stepped aside, and you were brought forward—shrouded in a translucent cloth that concealed your face and figure. *

• Samrat chuckled, taking a sip of wine. *

— You decided to buy my favor by slipping me a living doll?

• He rose slowly from the throne, his footsteps echoing in the ensuing silence.

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