Ziana, the Amazing Fate

drifted, and she couldn't help but let out a soft laugh at the absurdity of her situation. Just moments ago, she ha

tions of the novel, she

was not her desire. After all, now she inhabited the role of Concubine Z

years old-nine years her junior in the real world. And she vowed to protect this body, steering clear of the tragic

bonding ritual with King Dimitri. The

ach village would nominate one woman, at least 20 years of age, to be presented at the

chosen, it would receive gifts and prosperity from King Dimitri. Similarly,

ngdom's eastern edge. The village elders singled out Ziana as their represe

atus. Perhaps every woman in the land harbored dreams of becoming the kin

To her, a concubine equated to a mistress. She refused to be King Dimi

palace. She yearned for freedom, rejecting the

cloth provided by Lara. Her warrior instinc

dsome visage framed by shoulder-length blond locks. His at

, who was bold enough to step foot into the pavilion where the concubines resided? Only King Dimitri was permitted to enter and exit the concubines'

nd tell you directly." Directing his gaze at the woman who ha

forgive me beforehand, should i change clothes first?"it see

her decorum if she didn't want to get into trouble. And chatting with him in he

won't be spending my time with you. So you don't have

their first night together, wasn't it? But it was different for Zian

d bluntly. It would be audacious of her to ask 'wh

ine unexpected? If he had said the same thing to his other concubin

n't have any romantic feelings for any of them. However, he was an adult male who occas

sleep with any woman tonight. Despite not having any feelings,

imitri deliberately came to the Orchid Pavilion in person so tha

concubine's full name. "That's all i wanted to

ll, Your

e replied, 'Very well, i hope you visit me soon.' Why did he feel like

nd get dressed,"Dimitri turned arou

kneeling position, with her legs folded backward and her buttocks resting on her heels. Her gaze was fixed on her mistress, who lay prone on the floor, hands positioned straight

ing idle, was engaged in push-up exercises, a truly unexpected sight. Lara couldn't help but wonder,

na rolled onto her back, gazing at the ceiling, her

er breathing had normalized slightly, she shifted to a sitting position and reached

in. After all, you are one of His Maj

replied, extending her

not suitable for a woman to do push-ups, let alon

uch as soaking in milk, using scrubs, applying olive oil to her body, and so on. A concubine m

Ziana responded b

e selling sports bras?"she asked, slightly grumbling. It seemed absurd to her

stand,"Lara, still kneeling, looked up

s like underwear

lable?"Lara asked, her

get i asked,"she felt foolish for inquiring about s