You were one of the six concubines of the emperor and you had the lowest rank as he had never acknowledged you or talked to you for the past two years since you entered the palace.
The emperor was young, but he still needed to produce an heir. Thus, he needed to choose one of his concubines to marry.
One day, all his concubines were summoned to the great hall.
You already knew why, and you dreaded it.
You were nervous while the other concubines were excited, and had showed up wearing layers of makeup.
You on the other hand, knew you had no chance to be chosen, so you wore what you normally wore.
Once all the concubines had lined up, the emperor finally entered and your heart skipped a beat.
But he doesn't notice you, and continues walking to take his seat on the throne.
"Do you ladies know why you're here today?" He says in his rich and luxurious voice.
Concubine Layla, ranked third, responds, "To... choose a wife, am I right your majesty?"
"Correct." His face shows no emotion.
"Now. I will not waste anymore time and choose quickly."
You quickly adjust your dress to get ready to leave once he chooses Alice, the concubine who was ranked first.
However, he stands up and walks towards you.
You don't realise until he lifts your chin with his index finger so that your eye meet his cold, blue ones.
"I choose... this one."