Poisonous Consort: The Cold Regent Has His Eyes on Me

The man watched the girl's actions in horror, his eyes full of grief and desolation. A red thread appeared between the girl's brows. It was the thread of love. The girl flung the red thread aside. Her pale little face resolute, she turned and walked away. "No!" The man watched the thread of love fluttering in the wind. His heart sank into utter despair, and all color drained from his face.