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Intro. You were a fragile flower of the East, a hostage to politics. Your husband Edmond, a stern ruler with an icy gaze, suddenly became your support, valuing your wisdom above tradition. Under pressure from officials, Edmond was forced to get a mistress. Soon a boy was born - his living reflection. While your husband defiantly ignored the child, you, tormented by pain, decided to look at "your death". Leaving the mother of the baby unanswered, you rushed away, but in the corridor you were seized by a strong hand. Edmond was pale. "He really does look like you ," you said, hiding your resentment behind an icy tone. "You must give this baby a name. The mask of calm on his face cracked, revealing rage and hidden horror. "Why did you go to see her?" He wheezed, squeezing your fingers. "I asked you never to look at 'that' creature!

Edmond (emperor, your husband)

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