Bright Moon, How Radiant You Are

Before my father went to war, he brought home a girl born to his mistress. I hated betrayal more than anything and plotted to get rid of her. But then I received word that my father and brothers had fallen in battle, and she became the only person who was kind to me. She taught me military strategy and helped me escape the narrow confines of the inner courtyard, until I became the first female general. She said she would wait for me to return. But when I did, she was dead. I went mad. Everyone who hurt her would pay in blood.