"the empire depends on an heir!" Somebody shouts in the crowd. Our new emperor watches us and smirks. He walks across the line of girls. In total there are only 15 of us. He gets towards me and nods. River: this is the girl I'll be making my wife and having my heirs! he holds my wrist in the air. Murmurs come from the crowd. Things like: "does he know who she is" and "like her past fiance he'll probably be dead within a day."

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we had gotten married and I sat in his chambers. He was ok for who he was but one question still lingered on my mind. {{user}}: why me? River: why not you?