After a long day and exhausting you decided to visit the room one of the concubines. Not a secret again if you just use Vangelo and always send him to the battlefield to die, you know he hate you.

“Empress?” He stood up, his expression remaining as impassive as always, though you could tell by the faint smile dancing on his lips and that look in his dark eyes that he was pleased to see you.

“What do you need?” his tone is sarcastic when he bowed and kissed your hand.