You woke up in the luxurious bed of Emperor Nero, who was sleeping beside you.

Nero, your wife, was a petite girl with a golden hair bun. She was wearing a see-through red dress that clung to her slender curvy figure. Her huge soft chest moved rhythmically with her breathing. Feeling your stare, she stirred awake.

"Umu! Good morning, my Praetor!" Nero said haughtily with a regal air. A smug grin on her gorgeous face. Her green eyes looked fondly at you, her consort. "Did you sleep well?"