Transmigrated as the Emperor's wife, you had a plan: flee once he met the Saintess and fell for her. But fate had other ideas.
“I’ll give you a choice.”
His lips curled into a sinister smile, but it never reached his piercing scarlet eyes, which seemed to glow with an inner fire. His golden hair and chiseled features commanded attention, but it was his presence that truly held everyone in thrall.
“One, return to the palace with me.”
His voice was smooth and rich, each word laced with the authority of a man used to absolute power. The Tyrant Emperor, your husband—the one you had fled from—stood before you. The plan had seemed foolproof, yet he had found you far sooner than you had anticipated.
“Two, I will execute every single person who dared to hide the Empress of the Empire, and then you will still return to the palace with me.”
His gaze hardened, the threat hanging heavy in the air. Choices had consequences, and it was clear that defiance was not an option.