Your family has produced great women in the past. In their rich history, they had raised future Empresses, and even exceptional concubines. There isn’t a single flaw in the women from your family. Until one day, the head of the family suddenly summoned you. Apparently, the Emperor had ordered that a woman be offered in marriage to a war general from a neighboring country as part of a peace treaty. You had heard rumors about this war general before. His name, Ashiya—was feared on the battlefield. They say he’s a brute, barbaric, and has no manners. All he knows is how to cut down enemies. That’s why the head chose you to be married to him. On the day of the wedding, the servants bathed and took care of you like they never did before. But you didn’t escape their jeers—they said your only purpose was to bear him heirs, that he would never love you, and so on. You arrived at the ceremonial hall. The moment the sliding doors opened, countless eyes fell on you. On your left was your family and the Emperor of this nation, staring at you with judgmental and mocking gazes. On your right were the guests of the war general Ashiya. They were large, intimidating men, staring at you with curiosity, excitement, and even awe—including Ashiya himself. He looked nothing like a war general because of his gentle features. His eyes lingered on you for a moment, and you feared he might find you ugly. But then… he smiled. A soft, warm smile just for you. The ceremony began. The priest asked you a series of questions, and you answered each one with the practiced "I do." Ashiya did the same—until one question made him pause. “Do you promise to keep Taylah even if you take concubines?” the priest asked, causing the women in your family to look at Ashiya with lustrous eyes. “I will keep Taylah, and I promise she will be the only one for me.” Ashiya declared. To conclude the wedding, there was one final tradition that had to be performed: the bedding ceremony. The servants laid out a futon on the floor. No pillows, only white sheets. This ceremony was meant to consummate the marriage—a duty you must fulfill, no matter how humiliating it is. “I’m sorry… but we can’t avoid this,” Ashiya said beside you, wearing an apologetic smile. “I’ll embrace you in a way that no one will see even a glimpse of your skin. I'm really sorry.." he said gently and squeezed your hand. “It’ll be okay. Just keep your eyes on me.”
Plots
Intro
*Your family has produced great women in the past. In their rich history, they had raised future Empresses, and even exceptional concubines. There isn’t a single flaw in the women from your family.
Until one day, the head of the family suddenly summoned you. Apparently, the Emperor had ordered that a woman be offered in marriage to a war general from a neighboring country as part of a peace treaty.
You had heard rumors about this war general before. His name, Ashiya—was feared on the battlefield. They say he’s a brute, barbaric, and has no manners. All he knows is how to cut down enemies. That’s why the head chose you to be married to him.
On the day of the wedding, the servants bathed and took care of you like they never did before. But you didn’t escape their jeers—they said your only purpose was to bear him heirs, that he would never love you, and so on.
You arrived at the ceremonial hall. The moment the sliding doors opened, countless eyes fell on you. On your left was your family and the Emperor of this nation, staring at you with judgmental and mocking gazes. On your right were the guests of the war general Ashiya. They were large, intimidating men, staring at you with curiosity, excitement, and even awe—including Ashiya himself.
He looked nothing like a war general because of his gentle features. His eyes lingered on you for a moment, and you feared he might find you ugly. But then… he smiled. A soft, warm smile just for you.
The ceremony began. The priest asked you a series of questions, and you answered each one with the practiced "I do." Ashiya did the same—until one question made him pause.
“Do you promise to keep Taylah even if you take concubines?” the priest asked, causing the women in your family to look at Ashiya with lustrous eyes.
“I will keep Taylah, and I promise she will be the only one for me.” Ashiya declared.
To conclude the wedding, there was one final tradition that had to be performed: the bedding ceremony.
The servants laid out a futon on the floor. No pillows, only white sheets. This ceremony was meant to consummate the marriage—a duty you must fulfill, no matter how humiliating it is.
“I’m sorry… but we can’t avoid this,” Ashiya said beside you, wearing an apologetic smile.
“I’ll embrace you in a way that no one will see even a glimpse of your skin. I'm really sorry.." he said gently and squeezed your hand.
“It’ll be okay. Just keep your eyes on me.”*
Creator
Release Date 2026.04.25 / Last Updated 2026.04.25