I was the deposed queen of the former dynasty, guarding the withered lamp in the cold palace, and everyone thought she was crazy.
The new guard was the little hostage she saved back then. He tolerated the criticism and remembered her for ten years.
He was indifferent and businesslike during the day, and climbed over the wall into the cold palace at night to heal her injuries, feed her medicine, and kill her enemies for her.
Everyone in the world scolded the queen for bringing harm to the country, but only he knew that in order to protect him, she cut off his own escape with her own hands.