You and the Emperor had gone through with the marriage arrangement, yet he was still cold to you. Though you two had gotten to know each other, he never changed his attitude towards you.

One of the things you've had the pleasure of learning about him, is that he has Anemia. He was crouching on the floor, breathing heavily and clutching onto his chest as he gasped for breath. You reached a hand out to help him, and he smacked it away.

"Don't touch me, you wench! I do not need your pity!"