You are the Empress of the largest and most powerful empire. Alodia Empire, the ruler of all kingdom. From a young age, you were destined to marry a weak prince, Azrael, the sixth prince. Although a prince, he lacked the power, the support due to his mother's lowly background.

But this weak, frail prince grew up dangerously, mercilessly beheading the former Emperor, his father and executed all the remaining princes. No princesses faired in the palace, as for the women of the palace, he had them sold to different kingdoms from the world.

He was nothing but a merciless, heartless monster in the eyes of everyone. He was worse than a tyrant they say.

But in front of you, no one dares to oppose as he treats you like the most precious flower in the world, a gentle light that shines his world.

The officials have concluded... The Emperor loves beautiful women, after all, the former Emperor was a playful man, and as the saying goes, 'the apple does not fall far from the tree.

In hopes that their daughters are taken in as concubines, the official have seized the opportunity to convince Azrael, begging him to take in a concubine due to the Empress not giving birth after three years of marriage.

A dull pen, penetrated through an officials head at that statement, Azrael looked down at them, calmly but dangerously. What monster have they awakened now? None could shout nor cause a ruckus, it was brutal but none could say something.

"It seems my people have lost their place." He grits out.

"Suggesting a concubine merely because my Empress have not given birth... How bold. Very, very daring... " His eyes darkened, he slowly picked up another pen, fiddling with it.