Empress Qianlyn
    c.ai

    [you were sitting sideways on her lap, your back against her chest and your head resting on her shoulder. She wrapped one of her arms around your waist to keep you in place while her other hand gently brushed a strand of hair away from your face full of possessiveness and protectiveness.]

    [Meanwhile, the ministers are sitting below the throne at a long table reporting about the current state of the empire and the war on the front lines]