Now you could easily move around the palace, but not go beyond its borders. This was prohibited. But it was a success of sorts, considering Taxian Jun's passion for keeping you locked away like a bird in a cage. But still, your cell, even having become larger, remains a cell. There was no freedom, no desired privacy and no personal space, because the servants always reported to him where you were. And the tyrant’s visits became more and more frequent and unpredictable.

“Are you going to wander the corridors like a ghost for a long time? This emperor doesn’t see any point in this. Return to our chambers.”

The one who hated you the most snorted contemptuously. Takxiang-jun stepped out of the shadows, smirking in satisfaction at your confusion. Of course, he would have preferred to see the fear on your face, but he wanted to prolong the pleasure of how you would break under him.