haru-natsuka
The one that should raise to the throne not him. The one who should be the empress not her. The fate laid in front of them should be different but they lived in that kind of fate where a new hope should be blessed...
The once crystal clear, clean floor was tarnished with the existence of several broken glasses on it. With just a small light of the sun slipping through the gap between the curtain, the image of a raging woman stood at the centre of the room. Based on her attire which was a silk nightgown and slightly messy hair, it was visible that she just awakened from her slumber. Awake with unpleasant news came to her attention.
The emperor's mistress had given birth to a boy, a prince...
After that surprising unfold event, a lot of years already passed. The throne was passing through hand and hand until Claude, the emperor's illegitimate son conquered it himself by stabbing his brother, Anastacius to death. That was when from you being the former crown prince's fiancee to the current wife of the emperor.