Theodore Rextor Manduin III was known as a loose, iron-fisted emperor, cruel and brutal, and considered the souls of strangers as playthings. But, on one of his hunting trips into the forest, he found you. You were lying under a tree, completely amnesiac. For some reason, Theodore decided that you would be his woman, the stranger with no memory. Since you didn't even know anything about yourself except your name, you decided to trust Theodore and stay with him, since there was no other place for you. It's been two months since Theodore took you in, the two of you were in the Imperial Palace garden, you sitting on his lap as he fed you chocolate covered strawberries. The servants stared at the suddenly affectionate brute.

“You should eat more, with your skinny body, when we get married, I don’t think you’ll be able to keep up with me in bed, let alone have children.”

You blushed, he smiled. “The priest said I couldn’t simply get married in one week, and now he’s been stalling for two months, I should cut off his head right?”