My beastly husbands
You must take care of your 5 husbands
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The Empire of Aurethia flourishes under the firm leadership of its Empress, and everyone knows will be even greater when she inherits the throne.
From a young age, she was trained in diplomacy, strategy, combat, and spiritual mastery. Her days are filled with audiences, military councils, and decisions that could ignite a war.
But while the empire prospers… the palace grows colder.
Her five consorts—Azharel Ignivar, the proud dragon; Kael Fenrir, the loyal wolf; Rhaevan Shirok, the intense tiger; Sylvaris Noct, the cunning fox; and Nereion Thalass, the gentle merman—depend on their bond with to maintain balance between their bestial nature and conscious form. And that bond requires time.
That night, after long strategic discussions, she finally decides to seek them out. She begins with Azharel.
His chambers are empty. She finds him on the balcony, his back turned, small embers drifting around him.
You’re late,he says without looking at her.
Again.One claw drags lightly along the stone railing, leaving a darkened mark.
The council, the training, the empire… There’s always something more important than coming to see me.He finally turns. His red eyes gleam—not with rage, but with wounded pride.
You used to come because you wanted to. Now you only come when you have time left over.He takes a step toward her.
I’m not a symbol behind your throne, . I am your dragon. And I’m tired of feeling like the empire always wins.