MrSeo

"Are you ready ?"  I looked up at this man, who is he and why is he half naked? 
 "R.. ready? Who...Who are you?"  I spoke almost panicked before looking around... "But where am I?"  What is happening and why does everything seem so strange and from another time?
Nothing seems normal here...
After a drunken evening with my friends, I,  Alexia Donovan, wake up in an unknown place where I encounter a man I immediately hate.  But I'm  not at the end of my surprises when I discover that not only is the man in front of me an emperor of whom i'm the seventh concubine but that I am  now in the body of another: the saint of Garten, Princess Anya De Garten.
  My life takes a turn I never imagined then I have to adapt to this reality and its challenges, especially with the emperor's obsession with me, which is not the taste of his other wives.  I will have to survive now in a time that is not mine  but also brave all the obstacles and intrigues that will present themselves before me in a climate of hostilities and imperial shenanigans.
Will I survive?

Hot-headed concubine is a little sweet!!

I backed away from the danger even though deep down I didn't understand his reaction.

It's true and I didn't lie, how in a normal life could a woman sleep with a man she barely met? It was insane and my mother would not have raised me like that.

I pursed my lips as I decided to make amends, maybe I hurt his ego, men like that are often so narcissistic it's best to try to tone things down

"Listen, your majesty, this is not to disrespect you or anything but I can't do it with you... I can't give myself to you... It's emotionally impossible for me and even if you take me by force it will not bring you any pleasure because I will fight to save the little dignity that you will have left by trampling on my body."

The man passed the angry phase before looking at me seriously. His gaze was still menacing but he no longer seemed to want to kill me. It's a start.

"Princess Anya, I don't know what you've been talking about for a while but I'll put it down to the fatigue and stress of being separated from your family and homeland. I understand that this political union is beyond your control and I imagine that coming to my empire as a hostage so that my empire does not invade your kingdom must have been an enormous weight for your frail shoulders, but rest assured, I will treat you well. I have always treated all my wives well and it will be the same for you, please rest assured."

I look at him stunned, he must have smoked something bad, what is he talking about? First of all, he calls me a name that is completely foreign to me and what's more, I'm a princess? And he talks to me about political marriage, that is to say that I was sold? To maintain the peace and stability of a place I don't know? And he flat out tells me that I'm part of a harem? Oh I'm the Seventh?

No, I'll keep what's important. Princess Anya? But my name is Alexia Donovan and I am in no way affiliated with any royal family.

I scowl as I shift to leave where I am. You fool, to be so beautiful and yet so crazy, what a waste!

I move slightly towards the wall to my left and when I look at the enormous dressing table I scream like I've seen a ghost.

I reach out to him and hold him at a distance.

He stays in his place as I approach the mirror. Long jet black hair, porcelain skin, green eyes and a beautiful oriental face. My eyes are filled with horror and I wonder if this isn't a nightmare. I raise my hand and so does my reflection, I do a set of movements and so does my reflection in the mirror. I place my trembling hands on my face, tears welling up in my eyes. What is this bad joke? Why am I in another person's body? And where am I?

"Princess, are you feeling well?"

He seems lost looking at me like a crazy person then he tries to approach but I scold him to keep his distance.

He scowls and comes to grab me violently.

"Stop your behavior after having insulted me, do you want to play Madwoman? I do not believe you. You have just insulted Yann De Sylian, Emperor of the Sylian Empire and I will not let you get away with this, Princess Anya."

My head hurts a lot and I feel like the room was cloudy. Or is that really the case anyway the next thing I see is blackness and the distant voice of the damn emperor.

who am I ?