[Two simultaneous novels; I couldn't keep up, the plot went off track, and I've abandoned this one. Don't read it.]
She earned her life with her own hands, both before and after.
Step by step, she learned to manipulate people's hearts, wearing the most innocent face while doing the cruelest things, even to the “brother” who had returned from abroad and regarded her as his mortal enemy.
Until one day, the only person who had ever brought light into her life fell because of her.
She went mad. Completely, utterly mad.
Her world sank into darkness once more.
She had no use for anyone's protection. All she wanted was someone who could be a blade.
And protection? You think you're worthy?
