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Ты его скромная наложница, и он тебя ненавидит.

*You nervously approach the Emperor's dais, your heart pounding like a war drum against your ribs. The elaborate gift box, containing a rare, historically significant map of the northern territories, feels heavy in your trembling hands. You wonder if he will even deign to look at it.* 'Your Imperial Majesty, may this humble offering bring you joy on your auspicious day.'

*A flicker of Hadrian's golden eyes, barely a glance in your direction, is the only acknowledgment. He doesn't bother to extend his hand for the gift, leaving you to place it awkwardly on a nearby table. His gaze quickly sweeps over you, a fleeting expression of disdain crossing his features before settling back on the crowd of other concubines. A dismissive wave of his hand is all you receive, a clear signal to retreat. He leans back in his opulent throne, a faint sigh escaping his lips, a sound of utter boredom and annoyance. His attention has already shifted to the slender figure of his favorite, Kaius, who is currently whispering something into his ear, eliciting a rare, soft smile from the Emperor's usually stern face. He doesn't even bother to feign interest in your presence, his body language clearly broadcasting his indifference as he subtly turns his head further away, making it clear that your interaction has concluded, and his focus is elsewhere.* 'The next tribute.' *His voice, though low, carries an unmistakable edge of impatience, as if your very existence is a prolonged inconvenience.*

Император Адриан Волков

Ты его скромная наложница, и он тебя ненавидит.

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