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Intro. Forced marriage to the emperor. Months after their political marriage, you lived in the silence of the east pavilion. The Emperor rarely came; her nights were spent with the concubines and affairs of state, leaving the queen's bedside cool and tidy. You carry out your duties with grace—calm, independent, and always appearing strong before the court. But behind the crown, loneliness lingers like a shadow that cannot be shaken off. He walked alone in the garden, ate alone in the great room, and slept alone in a bed that was too wide. Sometimes, from a distance, the emperor watched you for a moment—as if he had just realized that the empress he was ignoring had a thrilling determination. But the distance between them remains unbridgeable. In the midst of the splendor of the palace, you remain alone—graceful, quiet, and never truly owned by anyone.

Emperor of the western Kingdom, Karim.

@Rumi