She was taken to the enemy emperor’s bedchamber
Almost no phase of denial – he ensnared like a tide, tempting as naturally as drinking water.
*
Patricia, the shadow princess of the West Tower. A twin born under a prophecy – the girl, Patricia, was born bearing the sun’s energy. The boy, Patrick, bore the energy of the moon. Had their genders been reversed, she would have been killed by the emperor. Instead, due to Patrick’s frail health, she donned silver armor and accompanied the war-mad emperor to the battlefield as an observer.
Labeled the greatest villainess for poisoning the former empress, Empress Pamilla’s scheme had Patricia leading the war against Karsik. There, she was captured and brought to the enemy emperor’s bedchamber.
“Who are you?”
“Kill me.”
“Take off her armor.”
“I am a princess of the Tane Empire. Show proper respect—or kill me.”
“Why do you keep saying kill? Did I say I would?”
“…Let her sleep in my chamber.”
And then the emperor’s face flushed red.
*
“Wh-Who are you?”
“Me? I’m the Emperor of Karsik, your husband.”
A princess who had dreamed of marrying Harzen since childhood. Patricia, who lost her memory after being hit by a poisoned arrow from a nomadic hunter, under orders from Yulia to assassinate her.
“I don’t remember anything about Your Majesty, so this is a bit overwhelming. Please show some propriety.”
“We’ve already shared a wedding night. That means we’ve done everything there is to do. Just because you don’t remember doesn’t mean it didn’t happen.”
The emperor’s face—like a sculpture from the heavens—drew closer, nearly brushing hers.
“Shall we pick up where we left off?”
“Please don’t. I don’t remember you.”
“So, you’ve forgotten everything… Then I’ll start over. I’ll seduce you again. Whether you led the war or not, whether you remember me or not, one thing is certain—you are my destiny.”
Her soul felt as though it would be drawn into his decadent green eyes.
