My parents were crying and crying because the Emperor gave out a degree that all the daughters of his nobles, earls, dukes, counts and viscounts to enter the Imperial harem. But my parents knows that the inner place is dangerous even far more than a battle field.
I was adjusting the ornaments and accessory in my light chestnut brown hair that can be mistaken for blond. My parents always adored my sister more than me, she was weak and sickly and was no doubt the princess of our family. Father and Mother all wished that I didn't look so feminine; tiny face, big eyes, thick lashes, silky hair, small waist, and smooth, white, hairless China like skin. They only kept me and didn't sell me to a male brothel as a child was because mother was infertile and I was the only male child in the family. As much as father and mother disliked me they loved money, and respect tradition so they didn't adopt anyone or made my elder sister the heir.
The night before they gave me a stern a scolding so that I remember to keep my mouth shut.