The Mate Lottery: I Won The Emporer
Two guards stand stiff like statues by the doors, but they don’t stop me or even glance my way.
Standing outside the grand door, I give it a nervous knock and take a deep breath only to realize I have no idea what exactly I am going to say once it swings open. “Okay, just be normal, say thank you and leave, don’t say unnecessary things, he'll probably think you are into him,” I mutter to myself.
It's only seconds before the door creaks open, there is the Emperor, he's shirtless and looking like he belongs in a painting. His intense glowing eyes flick to my face. Perfect. Stop oogling, idiot, speak!
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