Farewell to Ashes and Love

“Your Highness promised me a wedding procession stretching ten miles, then gave me a cup of poisoned wine.”

She had once been his lowliest maid, taking a sword for him and bearing the scars, then helping him secure the throne.

He promised her the empress’s seat, but married someone else on their wedding day.

She smiled as she drank the poison. Before her bones had even grown cold, he had gone mad.

“A Yuan, I don’t want the throne anymore… Come back and look at me just once.”