Chapter 51

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Tsuneo looked surprised.

"What is it?"

"I was under the impression that your family of humans-"

I snickered. He wrinkled his nose.

"Is that odd phrasing?"

"A little," I smiled at him. "But a little endearing..."

His smile turned warm, and his eyes brightened. I looked away.

"You were saying?"

"Your family... is from an area that bathes communally, isn't it?"

"My father's family, yes." I nodded. "But I never got the to never had the time, and I was always excluded from going."

go to the communal baths. I

My lips twitched at the thought.

"The Jaki Baths in my hometown are the best on this side of the continent, but I never went."

"Why?"

"Well..." I shrugged. "It was a luxury, for one."

"Your family didn't seem to be poor."

aren't really. It's

It wasn't like it was my fault that my family were jerk No one ever want to go

that. He looked genuinely confused, or

"That's terrible."

shrugged. "ve always wanted to try it, so this

leaning my head back against the

His eyes were

that made it hard to reconcile

haven't had a proper

at

that, but... I wouldn't be

looked away. "You

settle down,"

There are these... fairy springs, hidden. deep within the mountains to the south. The

me. The idea of bathing in a magical pool, surrounded by

the next time we are in your realm, we will go to these Jaki Baths

twitched and I sunk down a little more into

a genuine

"You need not thank

me, wife."

gentle lapping of the water. The tension of the evening had melted away, replaced by a sense of intimacy and relaxation we both needed. The world outside

ears, a maddening drumbeat that drowned out everything else as

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room. Servants jumped out of my way, but I could hear them snickering, laughing, gossiping

stormed into my chambers, slamming the heavy oak door with a resounding thud

could everything have gone so wrong? Tsuneo... my Tsuneo... he was supposed to be mine. I knew since

Empress.

His wife!

room was almost cathartic. I screamed and threw chairs. I clawed through a tapestry I'd had since I was child. I couldn't stop until every surface was bare and overturned. My pillows on the floor. Sheets ripped and shredded, yet it did nothing for the tempest raging within me. This wasn't fair! It wasn't

"That little bitch!"

his side. I spoke with the concubines and managed them and their petty gossip. I made the lazy servants do exactly what they should be doing. The king loved me.

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