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FAIR GAME😎
One of the empress candidates kept turning the platinum ring around her index finger.
It was the ring of choice.
This ring would end whatever they were all there for—the empress candidates.
The results would either be positive or negative, from the empress contest.
She stopped and set her left palm on the table afore her.
She had come to the royal territory with only one goal in her mind—to be admitted into the emperor's harem, nothing more and nothing less.
She had chosen to stick to that goal because of Princess Hera-Mera Dracon.
The woman was already betrothed to the emperor since birth, and then affianced to him by proxy as it was done in the land.
The empress contest was just to fulfil all righteousness and all protocols for the purpose of entertainment.
This was because the emperor's first bride, the empress had already been predecided.
And it was her and no other, Princess Hera-Mera Dracon of the Draco Kingdom.
In actuality -according to Hera-Mera- empress contest or not, she was already the empress in the eyes of many.
That is why she had not been greedy and had gladly settled for a spot in his harem.
But, fate seemed to be on her side.
A bagatelle -one trivial mistake- had cost Hera-Mera her position as soon to be empress.
She had been rudely stripped of such title and nearly eliminated from the empress contest.
Now, it was all a fair game.
All the seven ladies in the contest were now on an equal pedestal, competitors.
She had now gotten greedy -or call it lustful.
A place in the emperor's harem was now a lowly position to her when the empress spot was now open.
She would never be a royal concubine if the situation had gotten to that.
She wanted to be and would surely be empress -at all costs.
That was the slogan of her clan, at all costs.
They would rather die than lose, most especially to an inferior like the woman the emperor kept at his side.
Anyways, with Hera-Mera now out of the picture, becoming empress was not going to be a difficult task at all if she put in her best.
After all, she had succeeded in holding the emperor's interest in her too.
But, she could not actually go far with that and she suspected—no, she knew why.
The reason was because of that filthy whore, the one who had the emperor wrapped around her little finger like an over chewed piece of gum.
She clenched her hands into tight fist, a storm raging in her.
The one who had cleverly reduced Hera-Mera to what she was now by not fighting with her.
She hated the lady.
Why?
She was young and beautiful and she also had the great emperor of Linamine at her feet.
Oh what power she held!
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