Lilith leaned forward, her expression troubled as she processed Nyx's revelation. "His favorability is abysmally low for all the concubines," she murmured, a note of concern creeping into her voice. "What could have caused such widespread distrust and indifference?"
Nyx's ethereal form shimmered before her, her voice carrying a weight of understanding. "The emperor's heart is a fortress, guarded and impenetrable," she explained, her words tinged with a sense of gravity. "His past experiences have shaped his perceptions, leaving little room for trust or affection."
"But what about the concubines?" Lilith pressed, her curiosity burning bright. "Surely there must be some among them who hold a greater sway over his heart?"
