After being humiliated by everyone and finally slaughtered like a two-legged sheep, she returns from the dead with hatred in her heart. Those who hurt her will suffer as she did. Whether it's the gentle prince or the sinister regent, she will trample them underfoot, smiling as she drives her dagger into their chests. A scourge? This palace is the scourge! A witch? Your emperor likes me, so what can you do about it? Say I have a heart as poisonous as a snake or scorpion's? I have no heart at all. How could a snake or scorpion compare to me? After all the heinous things she's done, why does the emperor still applaud her? Perhaps he means to use her to get rid of everyone he can't stand. But when one day he is left all alone, her dagger will rest against his throat. “Tyrant, this palace will seize the throne!”
