The sword of love pierced her throat. She smiled bitterly. “Tonight, I'll make sure you die without a place to be buried!”
She smiled and faced the blade. Blood stained the cold steel. In her eyes, was it resolve, remorse, or some hidden purpose? For one moment, she couldn't bring herself to act. The sword fell, and he smiled coldly. “I told you long ago: your pointless mercy will only lead you to utter defeat!”
When she awoke from her dream, she suddenly realized she had fallen deeper and deeper into the hands of this ruthless, merciless tyrant. Whether she found heaven or hell depended entirely on his nod or shake of the head.
The nation's vendettas, family grudges, schemes of the powerful, love and hatred... Watch her rise from the ashes, reborn!
