When they were childhood sweethearts, he was the boy in white who folded apricots for her under the eaves.
In a sudden change, the prince's mansion was washed with blood. She was forced to put on wedding clothes and became a foolish princess.
Many years later, he invaded his homeland with his iron cavalry and took her prisoner.
Love is the poison-quenching blade, hate is the fire that burns the body. She swallowed the poisonous wine he gave her and hid the blood-quenching blade.
