She was born into a family of generals, while he was raised deep within the imperial palace.
She was mischievous and eccentric, strong and brave. She could gather herbs to heal the sick, and use her silver tongue to tear into venomous women. He was gentle and courteous, yet deeply calculating. In quiet moments, he was as still as a fathomless pool; when protecting her, he could be merciless.
The open and hidden struggles at court, and the baseless quarrels in the imperial harem, bound their fates tightly together.
She thought they would grow old together, but it was only when she finally let go that she realized the more deeply you love, the more devastating the hurt.
