Episode 4

The afternoon yesterday was quite enjoyable, though I didn't win much, that doesn't mean I lost. After all, I'm determined to wreck the annoying concubine's day. Later, I'll figure out how to free myself from the marriage with the king, because I have no intention of staying put. There may come a day when the king's true love arrives, and I have no desire to obstruct their path.

That day, I was lounging on my bed. As it turns out, being queen doesn't involve much activity, even though it probably should. Maybe the king has delegated those tasks to his favorite harlot. It wouldn't surprise me, but I won't complain. It's better not to deal with anything political. I rolled across the bed to the edge and then slid to the floor like a slithering snake, until I heard someone enter the room. Livia shot up swiftly, moving as if performing a dance.

"The window, the window, the wall, the wall, this dance sure is thirsty work...the win...oh! Flora, I didn't hear you come in."

"Y-your Highness, it's late – we must prepare you, quickly, to the bath..."

"Prepare me for what?"

"You know, today is that day of the month."

Livia tilts her head slightly, then lifts her robe to check her trousers.

"But I'm a man. Do omegas also...? How?"

"No, Your Highness, it's the night the king visits your room...you know, for marital duties."

"Oh! That. You had me worried there for a moment."

I had a sister, and we communicated well, so I know the suffering of those days. I heaved a sigh of relief until I grasped what she had implied, adopting a look of horror.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?!!!"

Seconds later, I was being dragged by Flora and Lina toward the bathtub, of all things. No way did I want the king's visit. I was so distracted by other thoughts that I had forgotten about this particular detail. The king visits once a month to fulfill his marital duty, but in my past life, I never did that with a man. Well, actually I did once, out of curiosity – but I was the one in charge. After the bath, which I tried to escape from several times, the two maids comb my long hair, selecting an outfit to make me look both attractive and beautiful.

"You look perfect, Your Highness. Remember to behave...we wouldn't want His Majesty to get upset with you again."

"We're sorry you have to go through this, but we can't help."

Both girls remembered the past few months; the king just does what he comes for, then leaves. A weeping and miserable Livia would be left on the bed, surely without the king being gentle, which made it all the more painful for the queen.

"He's an animal."

"Flora... don't say that. We know it's true, but watch your words."

"I'm sorry, it's just that Your Highness suffers so much."

"Thank you, girls. You are always so kind to me. Now, go and rest."

I have to think of a way to avoid it, or else I'll have no choice but to lay in bed and endure it. That last option doesn't appeal to me. Soon, I heard the king has arrived; the doors open and I see his figure entering, approaching me.

"Welcome, Your Majesty. Your visit is quite unexpected."

I can see a faint smile on the king's lips.

"It can't be unexpected. You know it's the night designated for my visit."

"True, the maids did prepare me. But being the king, it's not mandatory. I don't mind if you don't come, you can visit your concubines."

The king reaches out, holding a lock of Livia's hair, and sits on the edge of the bed, close enough to the green-haired individual.

"You've been acting very strange."

"Strange? Why? I've always been like this. It's just that you never noticed, being too occupied with your concubines."

"Are you jealous of them?"

"Pfff, jealous, me? Why would I be? Naaah~ if I could, I'd divorce you right this moment."

"Have you lost your mind? That blow must have damaged your brain."

"At least I'm mad, not foolish like you...", I murmured.

"What did you say?"

"That I have thick hair, unlike you...jerk."

"What?"

"The mirror...idiot..."

"What?"

"Your Majesty, are you hard of hearing?"

The king looks at me with suspicion but says no more, standing up. It seems I've angered him, but then I watch as he begins to remove his accessories, placing them on a table, and climbs onto the bed on one knee, moving closer to Livia. He pushes the hair away from the shoulder to kiss that spot. Livia shivers and pushes him away immediately, leaving the king surprised.

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