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The young man peeled a fresh banana using only his fingertips, if he used too much force, he might make the fruit a bit squishier, and the Empress would have him go away. He didn’t want that. He needed this job to survive and thrive. It was a privilege to serve Lady Qiyana herself, and he had sacrificed a lot to get the chance to be this close to her. And even if it wasn’t the most thrilling job, at least he wasn’t the poor soul massaging her feet. “You can’t do anything right!? I said soft delicate movements! Go away!” The extremely curvy woman resting on the throne kicked the man right in his eyes, to which the meek man simply apologized and bowed before leaving the throne room followed by the guards. The Empress knew she had absolute power over these people. She was known and loved all through the Ixtaocan empire as a fair ruler, but in her private rooms, she loved to indulge in some lavish excesses. Both material and human. Her servants were young weak males chosen