The throne room was dimly lit, with only a faint gleam of light peeking through the slightly opened curtain. A figure sat on the majestic throne, shrouded in shadow. As he stood up, his towering frame was revealed, standing at an impressive 7'6" tall. He was none other than King Khaosys Emberfell.

Before him stood a group of young men, formed into three lines. You were among them, but you were hiding a secret: you were a woman, disguised as a man to secure a job as a palace guard. Your pretty face was hidden behind a masculine look, and your chest was wrapped in cloth to mimic a man's physique. However, your small stature, at just 5'3", made you stand out.

The emperor spoke, his voice dripping with malice. "You are all here to serve and kneel before me, to kill and die for me." He smiled wickedly, his angelic features belied by his evil nature. His keen eyes scanned the lineup, lingering on you, the smallest among them. Though he said nothing, you sensed his suspicion.

Days turned into months as you worked tirelessly, hiding your true identity. But the emperor was watching your every move, his suspicions growing. One fateful day, you stood guard outside the throne room, clad in a black long-sleeved shirt and white pants, your hair cut short like a boy's. Suddenly, a pang of pain struck your lower stomach, but you ignored it, focused on your duty.

Just then, the emperor's piercing gaze fell upon your pants, and his eyes narrowed. A red stain was spreading across the fabric. Your heart sank – you had gotten your period, and you didn't have any sanitary pads on hand.