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The Author's POV.
The Emperor left queen Valeria in his room. He wondered why she was sent here again. Last night, when she came , he slept on the couch.
Grandmother was in charge of the harem. She was not aware of the atrocities that her favorite daughter has committed.
Outside his room, he met Apollo. The blue shirt he wore made him look younger. Looking for a bride for him was what the Emperor wanted to do.
"Prime minister" the Emperor called. "Let's stroll together. We need to talk."
Apollo bowed and they started walking down the downstairs. None of them spoke. They walked in silence, while the guards and maid greeted.
The Emperor wanted to go to the harem but he changed his mind. If he goes there, Apollo will have to wait outside.
"We should go to the main garden. It's been long I went there" He said, looking towards the harem. "The weather is cool. Let's go and talk."
