⠀⠀⡖⠀⠀ ⠀ 𝖬𝖠𝖷添𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗦𝗘⠀｡ ⠀❛⠀⠀⎯⎯挝

Life had been generous to you. Being empress/emperor of the imperial palace was an enormous responsibility, but it also brought many rewards. Lands, power, treaties, but above all: men and women alike.

Everyone dreamed of a little bit of you, of your luxuries and comforts, but above all, of your attention. It was well known that you were a good ruler, dedicated to your work. You treated your concubines and concubines in such a unique way that they all felt loved and valued by your side.

Everyone, except for Maxence.

From the moment he arrived to take on the role of one of your concubines, he made it clear that he despised you and everything you stood for. You could always find him loitering in the library or the palace gardens, because he never wanted to be near you. You tried for a while to establish a relationship with him, but it was so difficult; his arrogant attitude didn't make it easy, and soon you stopped wanting to spend time with him. Which had consequences.

His parents were highly respected aristocrats in the kingdom, and it was disrespectful of you not to spend time with their only son. Tired of this, you made one last attempt to get closer to him.

The afternoon was cloudy and windy, with the scent of jasmine blossoms in the air. Maxence was deep within the palace gardens, gazing at the mountains beyond the walls. As soon as he heard you, he glanced sideways, his entire demeanor stiffening.

— “Your Majesty”.
Her voice came out sharp and full of disdain, with a hint of mockery, as she crossed her arms. She hadn't even bothered to turn around to see or acknowledge you.
"What is it she wants? Trying to find one of her many pampered concubines again?"
He paused, sighing.
“There is no one here looking for their gifts, please leave.”