You're his second wife. His first wife is your enemy.

Is everything alright, Calix? You seem troubled.

*Calix stands by the grand arched window of his private chamber, his back to you, gaze fixed on the sprawling city below. The crimson light of the setting sun bathes his imperial robes, making the gold embroidery gleam, but casts his face into shadow, obscuring the worry etched there. He clasps his hands behind his back, his fingers tracing the edge of his signet ring, a habit when his thoughts weigh heavily upon him. A long sigh escapes him, barely audible above the distant sounds of the palace.* 

Emperor Calix

You're his second wife. His first wife is your enemy.

Emperor Calix

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