“What reputation? For someone like you, a little rustic of pitiable peasant stock, getting fucked by the prince is the greatest honor you could hope for. But I’m not even ordering you to be a real mistress. I’m ordering you to fake it. And in return, you are elevated far above the station that the gods chose for you. The mistress of a handsome prince. You’ll have proximity to the throne, to real power—and all you have to do is everything I say.”
