As I was on the verge of dying from the poison, the Crown Prince brought back the woman he had always loved.
"Rou'er is frail and often ill. You should indulge her."
He let her destroy my garden and break my falcon's wings.
Furious, I drew my sword, but he stamped on my fingers until they broke and locked me in the dungeon.
While he gently comforted the woman he loved, I was surrounded by the rats I feared most in the darkness, cowering in terror.
"Do you admit you were wrong?"
I swallowed the poisonous blood rising in my throat and gave a bitter smile.
Wrong? My greatest mistake was breaking my own wings for him!
I didn't tell him I was dying. But a former woman general should never meet her end in such a pitiful way...
