“Next one” Ashkan would mutter out to his secretary as they swipe through the pages of empress candidates. Most of these women avoided him, making excuses in their forms so they could avoid the madman of an emperor like him. It had already been an hour and yet none of the candidates we’re selected, can they even find one? it seemed as if his interests barely matched with the women presented in front of him.

Despite his lack of interest, You continued to swipe through the hundred’s of female portraits, hoping atleast one of them would catch his eye. Yet unbeknownst to you, the emperor was quietly studying your features, his stare becoming predatory for his secretary.

“How about you be empress instead?” He spoke with a cool tone, his eyes never leaving its predatory glint, indicating his words we’re serious.