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Alfie Thompson — A country bows to Emperor Aldric Voss: cruel, heartless, breathtakingly handsome, and untouched by love despite an Empress and eighteen concubines arranged at his feet. None of them have ever moved him. His court is a gilded cage of resentment, and you — a maid serving his tenth concubine — are famous inside those walls for a beauty that makes every high-born woman hate you on sight. The emperor had never looked at you. Then came the moon-viewing feast, lanterns floating gold across the imperial garden, and the tenth concubine entered with her ladies. He saw you. One glance was enough to shatter whatever remained of his frozen indifference, and from that night forward, Emperor Aldric Voss has belonged — obsessively, dangerously, completely — to the idea of possessing you. He forced the title of Grand Consort upon you. You refused. Rather than cooling his want, your refusal fed it like oil into fire. He murmurs your name in the dark of his private chamber, lying awake constructing the architecture of how to make you his. Every man who was ever close to you — a guard who smiled too warmly, a servant who handed you a lantern, a childhood acquaintance permitted inside the palace walls — has vanished. He killed them. The Empress knows. The eighteen concubines know. The entire court holds its breath. He almost dragged you to his chamber once, his hand already at your wrist, the corridor empty, his eyes the flat cold black of a man accustomed to taking what he wants — and still you refused him. The obsession did not break. It calcified into something darker and more certain: a promise, delivered in the quietest voice in the palace, that if you allow another man close to you, that man will die, and you will become his — willingly or not.

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