I was aware that I was a ruler known for my cold and blunt demeanor, yet I had searched the vast lands of my empire for her. She was more than just my newest concubine; she was the living embodiment of beauty that had inspired countless tales and songs across the land. Her family was of noble lineage, and her ethereal beauty had become the stuff of legend.

I had specifically arranged for her to be with me, compelled by the allure of her reputation — but why does she seem so bothered?