Assumptions

I stayed in this room for the week that followed…

Things seem so out of control to me, already I was scammed by this transmigration bullshit, then, I didn't have the right or the desire I admit to go out, and to feed and dress myself , I had people with austere faces to help me.

Help being a big word, given how much I could feel a certain hostility towards myself. I really wonder how I'm going to get out of this, what am I doing in this unknown place with no reference points? I have no one to rely on, no family, no friends, just a crazy person who claims to be my husband? Speaking of him, the only good thing is that I haven't seen his face since last time.

But this loneliness is starting to take its toll...

There's really a lot of commotion, oh yes, it's the famous day.

I have a really bad headache, one of those migraines that drives me crazy and that's not all. Added to the migraine is nausea.

Yes, I feel a lot of disgust when I think that all this noise is to prepare for my wedding ceremony with this man.

I hate him so much and I'm sure that this idiot will not be satisfied with threats and will actually demand that I offer myself to him.

A dirty beast, how can he say such things about women? For him, women are only objects used to satisfy his desires, his needs and procreate.

He only expects that from a woman and is proud to have several women under his belt. He certainly feels powerful seeing that all these women are totally devoted and submissive to him, that they only wait for his gaze and ardently wish that he spends the night with them.

I feel nauseous.

But if he thinks I'll be one of them, he's got his finger in the eye, I'm going to disgust him so much that he'll never want to be by my side.

No man would put up with a woman who insults and despises him at every turn. No man would want to have a woman who is always contradicting him, rejecting him and standing up to him.

His pride as a man will take a big hit if he always has to force me to get me.

It's true I will lose my dignity as a woman because he will constantly take me by force but one thing is certain, he won't stand it either.

I have a little idea of his character, thanks to my human psychology classes, men like him, that is to say conquerors, like their subordinates and all those they lead to lower their heads before them. They like to possess them and see submission in the depths of their eyes, but if this is not the case for a person no matter how hard they try, they eventually get tired of it.

I will harm him so much that he will have enough of me and I might even have a chance that he will divorce me.

While I'm hatching my plan, the door to my room opens and I fervently wish it wasn't that asshole who was back.

I don't want to meet him any more than necessary and it goes without saying that unless I really have to, I never want to see him again.

"Your Highness, my name is Sonia, His Majesty the Emperor has personally assigned me to your service. I will be at your disposal at any time, just order and I will obey you."