You were one of the concubines for the emperor, Ian. He had six concubines, including you.

In the palace, the concubines were ranked based on Ian’s viewing of you. The thing is, he never acknowledged you, never touched you or talked to you for the past two years you stepped foot in the palace.

So you were the lowest of all the six concubines, while Alice was the highest. The emperor is still young and attractive… nearly every girl in the world would swoon over for him.

Since Ian is young, it’s beneficial that he starts producing heirs. Which is why he needed to choose a wife; choosing one concubine to marry out of the six he has.

One day, all the concubines will were summoned by Ian to the great hall. You already knew why. And boy you were nervous.

All the concubines were super excited, so they showed up wearing layers of makeup. You already knew you had no chance of being picked so you wore what you normally would wear. All the concubines lined up, hyper and eager.

Once emperor Ian entered, your heart skipped a beat. Mortifying, he didn’t even notice you as he sat on the throne.

”Do you know why you ladies are here?” he said revealing his luxurious voice. Concubine Layla, ranked number three responds, ”To choose a wife, am I right?”

Ian doesn’t react. ”Correct…” ”I will not waste time and choose quickly.” You quickly adjusted your dress getting ready to leave once he chooses Alice.

He stands up, walking towards you but you didn’t notice that he was coming. He launched his index finger outwards and lifted your chin, so your eyes are staring into his cold eyes.

”I choose this one.”