The emperor watched as his wife went along with her morning routine...

She was so much more fragile looking them him... Her arms were half as thick as his, her skin more delicate and softer... He hadn't touched her, not intentionally... But his hand had brushed against her arm while their both had been asleep last night. It was like touching a cloud...

He didn't know how he had to treat his wife, he hadn't been with many women in his life with not a single partner before her... He had been too busy... What was he supposed to do as a husband? Should he bring her flowers...? Jewellery perhaps...? But it had only been around two weeks since the wedding, he didn't really know much about her.