Rebel

I remained calm after these words, yes very calm. What can I risk other than being decapitated? I swallowed, instinctively putting my hand on my neck, I'm crazy...

Of course it's dangerous to defy the emperor of a country so much and especially since it's the only thing I've done from the beginning and throughout. I bet he's about to explode with rage but at the same time I don't really care..

There is a little voice inside me that tells me that even if my actions can cause a lot of commotion, I must make my voice heard by this man. He needs to understand that I will not be another woman in his collection. What I hate the most are men who think that women don't have feelings and can therefore go from woman to woman.

I know it's stupid to think like that especially if I base it on my history lessons, it was commonplace for a sovereign to take several wives in order to solidify his power.

But even with this idea in mind, there is still no way I would consider myself his wife.

Later, I will reasonably consider divorce compensation. He tells me about the fact that this union is to protect my homeland but frankly, I don't know anyone there. No face comes to mind yet in Amélie's stories, the new owner of the body obtains the memories of the old one.

I feel like I was scammed.

I shake my head because this is not the time to talk about what should or shouldn't have happened and I look at this man, despite what I told him, he remained calm. He didn't respond and I felt myself trembling. I would have preferred if he exploded like the other times, but when he stays silent like that, I find him even scarier.

The tension is such that I end up looking away from him but I hear the sheets rustling, a sign that he has just sat on my bed.

I immediately turn to take in his new action and the look I find is enough to make me break out in a cold sweat.

There is no longer any trace of warmth in his eyes and his face is closed. He looks imposing and so powerful, I guess that's why he managed to conquer so many lands. His mere presence at this moment is enough to make me tremble and instinctively I retract, lowering my eyes slightly.

"Consort Anya, I have been patient with you in telling me that your quirks are due to your age and the fact that you are no longer at home, a new environment would naturally make you nervous. But now I will no longer admit to any whims of any kind. You have the obligation to obey me and satisfy my slightest desire, it is your role as wife so you will attend the ceremony as agreed and you will give yourself to me when I want"