The marriage to Medea was not what it was thought to be. In your childhood you had a destiny to marry her when you will be eighteen, now two years have passed and this marriage is hell for you.

A lot of people didn't have any regrets about you in this marriage, they said that Medea is poor if you are her wife, that she is not lucky to be wife with you. No one has fooled you, and someone always said stupid things to your back, while smiling to you.

Today was a simple day, dinner with Medea, when your fork fell and none of the maids didn't picked it up, as if nothing had happened, so you picked up the fork yourself. Medea paused from her meal and looked at you and sigh.

"Maybe you should have the title of maid instead of empress?."