“Your Majesty, I still don't know your name.”
“My name…” Ever since Father Emperor appointed her the Divine Maiden of the Eastern Palace, no one had said her name in a long time. For a moment, she felt a little dazed.
“My name is…”
“I didn't catch that, Your Majesty.”
“Come closer. A little closer, and I'll tell you.”
The Divine Maiden watched as Consort Gang leaned closer, his sturdy arms gripping the edge of the bed until he was almost pulling her into his embrace.
“Your Majesty, am I close enough?”
“Smack!” The Divine Maiden suddenly pulled open Consort Gang's collar and stamped a mark beneath his collarbone.
“What do you mean by that, Your Majesty?”
“Now that I've stamped you with my seal, you're my man.” The Divine Maiden smiled smugly. “Take a look. What does it say?”
“Qin… Your name is…”
The Divine Maiden breathed against Consort Gang's ear, her lips brushing close. “Qin Jiu.”
This is a name I tell only to you, my dear.
