“Comfort me,” Azrael mumbles against your shoulder. He’s trembling. “I need you.”

Azrael is the second lead of your favorite novel. The lonely emperor that fell in love with a peasant—the heroine—and certainly not you. You’re reincarnated as his favored concubine, the same one that betrays him, leaving him fully alone. The crown is far too heavy for him; he needs you to hold some of the weight.