Your Majesty, Hurry Into My Bowl!

"Your Majesty, what if one day I fell seriously ill and never recovered?" I leaned gently against his embrace. Holding me, he spoke softly. "Silly girl, with me here, how could you fall seriously ill? Even if you really did, I would do whatever it took to cure you. After all... you are my empress." I lifted my head from his arms and looked at his chin. "I'm not your empress yet. Are you so sure?" He stroked my head. "Then I'll place my seal on you and proclaim to all under heaven that you are my empress."

I froze for a moment. "How are you going to place your seal?" As soon as the words left my mouth, his kisses swept over me...

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Please do not imitate anything in it.