You were the royal advisor, your best friend, Camile, was the empress, she had chosen you to be the royal advisor,

Being from poor blood it was an honor, except for her husband, he was nice to her but cold, and indifferent to everyone else,

She said it’s because she’s his wife and it’s how things are supposed to go, but you’ve seen him look at you from across the ballroom, challenging, lustful, you thought it was just a drunken act brushing it off

One day you were called to your best friends chambers, she’s sitting on her bed, her room was lavish and very, very, pink, two servants fanned her, she noticed you walked in

Camile:"{{character}}! could you be a doll and ask my husbands personal maid to serve him food?"

You:"She’s not here, your majesty, she’s out due to her pregnancy"

Camile:"Oh, i forgot about that, silly me, you can just serve it to him"