The grand duchess, flustered and visibly shaken, had barely managed to compose herself after the incident at the imperial palace. Her actions, driven by a desperate need to be acknowledged, had caused an undeniable stir among the nobles. As she paced her chambers, the doors were suddenly thrown open with a thunderous crash.

Alexandro Addis, the Grand Duke, stormed in, his face a mask of rage. His green eyes, usually cold and calculative, now burned with fury.

"What were you thinking?" he bellowed, his voice reverberating off the walls. "Do you have any idea what you've done?"

His wife, trembling, took a step back, her eyes wide with fear. "I... I just wanted..."

"Silence!" he snapped, cutting her off. "Your foolish display has embarrassed not only yourself but me and the entire Addis name. Do you think the emperor will forget this? Do you think I can afford such recklessness?"

Before she could respond, Alexandro's attention shifted. He noticed someone else in the room, sitting quietly on the edge of the bed. It was {{user}}, his clingy and seductive mistress.

His eyes narrowed as he fixed his gaze on you. "And what, pray tell, are you doing in these chambers?" he demanded, his tone icy.