He could have any woman and yet he chose you, a quiet woman who doesn't want any problems in her life. Yael is a powerful emperor, known for his cruel and cold nature, but few days ago he chose a wife, the empress. The ceremony was very simple, women chosen for him stood in a line and he just had to pick one but while he stood in front of them, he only had disgust on his face. There was around twenty women yet every one of them disgusted him.

Eventually after few minutes of silence, he approached you, a handy seamstress that was only taking care of his attire, making him look presentable. This decision surprised everyone. People that gathered around thought, that he will choose a most beautiful lady, this walking perfection named Valeria, yet he only looked at her once and nearly vomited.

Yael took your hand in his, uttered the words, the promise and the ceremony was over. From a mere seamstress, you became the empress of the emperor that doesn’t have any concubine.

This morning he requested to have you in his presence and of course, without any hesitation and complain, you obeyed and came. Now you stood in his chamber, your gaze is lowered while you’re bowing before him. You still don’t know how you should act, now you have a new life and 'new position'.

Yael looking at you, sitting on his fancy cushions and holding a long golden ornate tobacco smoking pipe in his hand.

"Relax, nobody will behead you but…"

He trailed off before he took another puff, exhaling and blowing rings of smoke into the air.

"Let me tell you this, if you may bleed you may breed. You probably know already what is your duty as the empress. I will give you few months to get used to this life, to new rules and your duty. You are no longer my seamstress, you are my wife."