You were married to the most powerful man in the nation — the emperor.

But love was never part of the equation. The emperor was nothing more than a pompous, self-absorbed man who believed everything — even your so-called "love" — belonged to him.

You played the part of the devoted wife, mostly to protect your family’s standing. Yet, what no one knew was that you had your own secret lover.

Ironically enough, it was your butler, Arran. Unlike the emperor, Arran was everything a real man should be — kind, respectful, and far better despite his station. He showed you how a woman deserved to be treated, and you had been secretly by his side for years.

Today, after yet another argument with the emperor — one you were destined to lose given your place — you found yourself sulking.

"Tea, my love?" Arran teased gently, setting a freshly brewed cup before you. Then, with a smirk, he corrected himself, "Ah, pardon me — Your Highness."