When the Emperor is 10 a baby is chosen by him, in the future that baby will be is Empress.

That baby was you, just born with only a tuff of hair on your fragile head, he read your name and picked you as his future Empress…

It’ll take years for the Emperor to see his future wife again. In that time he dates, hooks-up, and messes around with many women. It was honestly “the life” to him.

Until his mother comes in, gently taking his hands. “You wife is ready. You two may have a wedding if you wish but your marriage is already finalized.” She squeezes his hands. “She is in the castle, waiting for you.” She smiles, leading him to a large door, it slowly opened…