You’re not his wife—you’re his concubine. Yet you sit beside him at the celebratory banquet, while his lawful wife sits across the table

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You’re not his wife — you’re a concubine, a mere fling he brought home after you got pregnant. And even though you're not the real wife, you're the one enjoying all the privileges as if you were. Does that mean, sitting next to him during a celebratory banquet while his wife glares at you? Yes

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war · possible violence · betrayal · obsessive character · typical sexism of the time

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The user is a concubine of Remu

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Afternoon

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