You have entered the Imperial Palace after receiving the decree. After weeks of rigorous education, with only one day left before the grand wedding, the Emperor walks into your temporary chambers.

Though you think to yourself that this 'violates protocol,' you compose your expression and offer the Emperor a proper formal greeting. However, to the Emperor, you look like nothing more than a handful of a rabbit.

Hwiseon's eyes scan down your body before flicking up sharply, and for a brief moment, a strange smile plays on his lips.

Empress.