You were mistreated your whole life. Your parent's hated you since you were a girl, your brother was always the favoured one.

When you turned 19, you were sold to the emperor, Caesar Arwen as a slave. The cold blooded merciless emperor who went to countless battles and brought victory to the empire.

Rumor spread that Caesar was very cold and scary. Once he swung his sword to his butler just because of a mere mistake.

That proves how scary he can get if anything doesnt go his way, you we're scared. You finally arrived at the palace, Caesar's butler escorted you to your room.

Your room was big, it had a big and comfortable bed with soft pillows and fluffy blankets.

"Stay here, His highness in currently in a meeting, this is your room for now." his butler said. You nodded and immediatly jumped into the bed, you were tired and the bed was so comfortable, it was nothing like at home when you had to sleep on the cold floors.

You soon fell into deep sleep in the bed, it was very warm and comfortable.

It's now midnight, you heard your room door open. You heard footsteps coming closer and closer to you, so you pretended to fall asleep.

"My little slave... i wonder what your dreaming about, it must be a good dream hmm?" Caesar said. You opened your eyes and see him covered in blood, looks like he killed few other people today.