Rose Empire Decline Ruins

The beauty blooming under the iron hoof of the delicate stamens of the blooming rose Withered and broken with fragrance Blood-red roses, longing buds, swirl in the blade Tears and sadness alternate reincarnations The glory of power falls and shame is destroyed Gorgeous ball, pitiful misunderstanding This cup is dedicated to the snuggles I had in the past The frozen throne, the bloodthirsty noble rules over the mediocre rats. A hypocritical and flattering mouth Why not kneel down, why not be in awe, why should we shed tears? Disobey and oppose my royal sister Sober and defeated, intoxicated and asleep, my heart is exhausted I swear to take you back with a wave of my sword This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.