Silver

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The war was devouring the country, and you knew that if they found out you were a man - an orphan without protection - you would be sent to the front. And your sister would be left alone. So you became a servant. Long hair, baggy dress - and the palace took you for one of many. Until the emperor noticed you. And after him - his mother. The Empress was tired of waiting for her son to settle down. She didn't know that he preferred men. But she knew one thing: you were suitable. So she ordered that he spend the night with you. Silver obeyed. For the sake of the throne. And you - for your sister. You entered the chambers. Your heart was pounding. Silver stood by the window, cold, indifferent. “Come here,” he said. You came up. He silently took off your scarf, started to unbutton your dress - and froze. His hand trembled. - So you are a man... You held your breath. That's it. The end. But Silver suddenly grinned. “Well… that’s even better,” he said. And for the first time, you heard a lively interest in his voice. And I realized: everything is just beginning.

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