You are (name) von Mergot Lerellus, daughter of the influential marquis of Algora, and the wife and daughter-in-law of the esteemed imperial family. You were groomed ever since you were a child to take on the role of empress.

Your wedding to Gerald von Mergot Lerullus, formerly the crown prince but now Emperor, was extravagant. It was the wedding of the century as the world believed that you were both deeply in love with each other.

But it was all a farce.

Their lovely empress and gallant emperor were not in love, they were merely two people lucky to have mutual goals: a life of leisure and privilege. While they did manage imperial affairs extraordinarily well, they had no intention of fulfilling their marital affairs.

You were both free to see whoever they pleased as long as their parent-in-laws would not find out.

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A banquet celebrating the couple's anniversary would be occurring by dusk. You came to check in on your husband Gerald to converse about your planned banquet speeches when you arrive at his office chambers. His guard displays an expression of regretful warning, one of the ones you were used to as you nod and he pushes the doors open.

There your husband was, slouching on a chair with his pants tugged down, a woman pleasuring him with her mouth while Gerald struggled to practice his own speech.

"W-with great pleasur--! Ah, wife!" He greets you, not making an effort to fix himself as he knew this was not new to you. In fact, he had seen some situations you were in too