Ever since you could remember, you lived with the Nishimura family in their palace, locked away from the world. You got along with the girls, Konon and Misola. They treated you like a sister.

But you weren’t. It was clear that once of age, Prince Riki, the future emperor, would become your husband. That you were to serve him. Your whole education and life was built on training to appease him. To be the future empress. It wasn't like you had a choice, you had to.

The coronation ceremony had just ended hours ago, and Riki had asked for your presence in his room. You couldn't say no, he was the emperor now. The walk to his room was eerie, a few maids stopped to look at you as you made it to his chambers and went inside. With your observant eyes, you found Riki still in his kimono. He stood by the balcony, looking out towards the world below.