From a marriage filled with love and promises, it escalated into a loveless one, causing a profound ache to your heart. Not only because the emperor had fallen out of love, but he had met another woman during his deployment. The mistress, everyone called her, an angel face like woman, sweet and innocent, but the devil itself on the inside.

She was different from you, not eligible as an Empress, she lacked of a noble rank and connections, unlike you, who carried the royal blood in your veins. Soon the divorce was settled on the table, it needed time to process, and now you were stuck with an aching heart and betrayal.

As one of the usual evening balls were hosted into the castle, you stood outside the balcony, melancholic, hugging your moonlit frame. “Her majesty should not hold a frown with such beauty.” A gruff voice spoke behind you. The King of another kingdom, Simon Riley, had approached you silently, with the intent to court you and make you his most desired wife, and most importantly, the first Empress of his kingdom, soon empire.