My reality

My body feels heavy and limp again as I move it with difficulty. I think I'm in bed and I hear people talking in the distance. I just had a horrible nightmare with a madman calling himself an emperor forcing me to sleep with him and worst of all a polygamist. As someone who can't stand a cheater, this man was literally the type I would despise the most. 

Fortunatly, it was just a nightmare!

I moved smiling, these voices, it must be my friends who continued the party at someone else's house, I must have drunk too much and now they continue without me. No worries in any case, I'll join them once I've calmed down. I've had so many hard times lately that I decided to have a little fun and enjoy life.

I turn around when I feel a hand feeling my wrist and it's so ticklish I giggle.

"Stop Amélie, you're tickling me. I'm coming, just let me get some sleep please."

The person continues until a voice brings me back to reality. I know this cursed voice, right? Isn't it that of this madman who calls himself emperor? No I must still be in this nightmare. Sleep Alexia, sleep when you wake up, you will be surrounded by your friends.

But suddenly the hand on my wrist leaves and I feel a cold object on my skin then a sting and I get up with a start.

"The seventh concubine is awake, highness are you feeling better?"

I turn to see a short man next to me smiling at me while further away I can see two women with tiaras looking at this man. Is it carnival?

I scowl as he walks towards me and I feel my mouth turn bitter with disgust.

"Princess, how are you?"

I look at him as if he doesn't exist and twist my face. It's not real, no I'm delirious otherwise he wouldn't be here.

I shift my gaze to the other women and my instinct tells me that it's definitely the other wives. They seem submissive in any case and it pisses me off to see so much submission coming from women just for a man.

"Princess Anya."

His voice again... What's happening? Am I stuck here? Was I transmigrated like in those stories that Amélie used to read? If this is really the case, why here? And why as this man's seventh concubine? I hate my luck. 

It totally sucks.

I raise my hand to dodge his touch and look out the window not wanting to look at him.

"I'm fine, your majesty Emperor Yann De Sylian."

Everyone looks dazed by the way I speak while I hear gasps of surprise.

I turn and find the execrable but no less magnificent face of this emperor in front of me and he can see my face twist in disgust which embarrasses him for some reason he does not know.

"If you feel well, we will leave you, our union was a little rushed, a ceremony will take place in one week, your family will also be there. I hope you will be better by then."

A union ? Ah yes, it's true, I am a commodity that has come to fill this man's harem.

"I understand, Sylian Emperor but can I ask a favor?"

He turns around and looks at me dazed. Since he has known me, this is the first time that I have spoken to him like this, asking him for a service.

"You are my wife, you can ask me whatever you want."

He smiled but that smile faded when he saw me twist my face completely disgusted by the prospect. Marry ? In a harem? The simple idea repels me.

"I would like to rest because I am not feeling well, is it necessary for such a ceremony to take place?"

The other wives look like they've seen a ghost while the other man seems out of place.

"Leave us alone."

Ordered the angry emperor as everyone ran out of the room in fear. What an annoying man if he is not happy, he throws a tantrum.

"You are a princess sent to me so that I do not destroy your kingdom, I was generous enough to spare a rebellious kingdom like yours so do not push. I do my best to give you all the comfort you want but don't abuse my patience."

I stay silent for a moment before telling myself that if I'm stuck here with this crazy person then this reality is now mine. If I'm here it's to protect people even if I don't know them. If I do anything, this crazy man will kill them all. As soon as I find myself here, I already have so many responsibilities? Why is life so cruel?

"Well, Sylian Emperor, I will do as you command."

He freezes at my sentence and wants to speak but I continue.

"I repeat, I do not love you, I do not admire you, nor do I desire you. I will do whatever you want but don't touch me, never claim my body or my attention that's the only thing I ask of you."

"But do you hear what you are saying? I.."

"Emperor... you have six other wives you can ask this sort of thing from, one less isn't going to affect your libido. I will be submissive if you wish but I do not desire you as a man... My kingdom has been annexed by you it seems to me, you have its riches and its lands, you do not need in addition the body of its princess it seems to me so leave me alone."

I challenged this man with a look and he looked at me stunned, he seemed to be searching for words and I stood up.

"I am not your lover but your spouse therefore the only thing you can ask of me is to follow your orders in public but in private there is no relationship between us."

" For what ? Is it out of spite? Because I have besieged your kingdom."

"No.. because I don't love you."