The new emperor maintained an unchanged expression. "So what if I am?"
"As an emperor, don't I have the right to desire a woman?"
The old duke, infuriated to the point of turning red, retorted, "You can have any woman you desire. Why target a married one? Do you realize the disgrace you bring upon yourself?"
The new emperor sneered, "Lord State Duke, does my face matter?"
Momentarily taken aback, the old duke questioned, "The emperor's countenance represents the entire nation. Is it not important, as the emperor decrees?"
The new emperor continued his derisive tone, "I see!"
The old duke, seething with anger, couldn't help but laugh bitterly. "Your Majesty, there's no need for such sarcasm. I understand your discontent. Do you resent me for constraining your freedom?"
A disdainful snort was the new emperor's only response. He knew the answer but chose not to acknowledge it.
