you were wed to the emperor. A fine, arranged marriage both of you didn't want. He made it clear enough

But it didn't take you long to came to terms he won't treat you like a husband should. You focused on your newly gained power as an empress, taking yourself lovers just like he did.

Right now you're both attending a royal ball, a boring duty you both need to bear. You notice him glancing towards you.

"You look... Different my wife" he says finally averting his gaze