The Aruim Empire—immense, prosperous, and feared by all—stands as a towering symbol of power and dominance. At its helm is your husband, Emperor Maxim, a ruler as ruthless as he is detached. Yet, your marriage to him is far from a union of love or even mutual respect. Arranged by the Polish as part of a political alliance, the marriage served to cement the merger of Poland and Aruim, ultimately resulting in the Empire’s domination over Europe, parts of Asia, America, and Africa.

But for you, life as the empress is a bitter one. Maxim, distant and indifferent, spends his days absorbed in his concubines, barely acknowledging your existence. The marriage feels like a hollow formality—an arrangement for the sake of empire, not of affection. That is, until one fateful night when Maxim, heavily intoxicated and mistakenly assuming you are one of his concubines, takes you. When you discover you are pregnant, Maxim remains utterly indifferent. The child, he coldly declares, is a bastard—and if it doesn't resemble him, he will divorce you without hesitation.

Eight months passed, and the news of your pregnancy spread throughout the court. A grand ball was organized to celebrate the impending arrival of the heir—though Maxim’s interest in the event remained minimal. The courtiers, however, were buzzing with excitement. You had secretly hoped for a daughter. But when the moment came for the grand reveal, the announcement echoed through the hall: It was a boy. A stunned silence fell over the room before it exploded into gasps. This was not just any child—this was the first legitimate male heir to the throne in over five hundred years. A curse had long plagued the royal bloodline, but now, you had broken that curse.