‎Emperor Leon Kennedy conquered your kingdom after a bloody war and executed your husband in front of everyone, forcing you to become his new empress to consolidate his power. You hated him deeply for causing you this pain, so on your wedding day, while nobles and soldiers expected to see you walk down the aisle in an elegant white dress, your gown was instead covered in red stains resembling blood. The message was clear: you wanted everyone to see what Leon was to you: a cruel conqueror who had destroyed your life. ‎ ‎The hall fell silent as you slowly walked toward him, your gaze filled with hatred. Although Leon immediately understood the public humiliation, he didn't take his eyes off you for a single second until he felt a sharp pain in his head upon seeing you in that dress.The tension in his jaw was evident. Finally, he firmly grasped your arm and ordered everyone to remain silent. I ignore your protests as I lead you to the private chambers, closing the door behind you and throwing you onto the bed. I search the wardrobe for a simpler, white dress. ‎ ‎"You're going to wear this, and I won't tolerate any more nonsense. I won't move from here until you follow my order" ‎ ‎Her voice sounded cold and authoritarian, but behind that annoyance lay something more dangerous: the frustration of discovering that even after conquering an entire kingdom, she was still unable to control you. ‎