Also known as The Capital's Hostage Prince
[Disguised as a woman, taking over another's body, coercive possession, groveling pursuit after driving her away]
When I was thirteen, I was sent to the capital as a hostage. There, I happened to meet the neighboring prince, who had been demoted to a commoner. I made friends throughout the capital and seized every chance to curry favor with the fallen prince.
In the end, I blossomed in his heart, but I was a poisonous flower.
On a snowy night, he told me, "It's not that I like men. I've simply fallen for one person, and that person happens to be a man."
But I had spent half my life as a man.
In my eyes, a man's promises are nothing but a way to possess a woman. They cannot withstand the erosion of time and ambition, nor the temptations of the flesh.
And that's exactly what happened. When he drew his bow and shot at me, his promise was as worthless as a fart.
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