That year, white snow drifted like blossoms in the wind. All she chose was a moonlit night among the flowers.
She could not let go of the karma from her past life, and he could not abandon the mortal world. She drew near to him for the sake of the empire, while he guarded the ends of the earth for her alone.
He said, "Why can I never see through you?"
She smiled softly, her peerless beauty taking shape as she leaned into his embrace.
He gripped her chin, his eyes blazing with rage. "If I were willing to give up the empire and all its glory to live in seclusion with you, would you be willing to let go of your hatred, and of him?"
She gently pushed him away and placed a delicate finger against his lips, smiling with bewitching allure. "Shh. Your Majesty, you are mistaken. You would not, and neither would I, your concubine."
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
