I killed my stepfather and fled, but was rescued. My benefactor married me but sent me to the Marshal's bed. The bed is full of love, but the bed is not as good as a dog. I will repay my benefactor's kindness with my life, and I will stab him with a knife for the commander's cruelty. The handsome man becomes a slave. My benefactor cut off his children and grandchildren, and I finally became the queen. The commander-in-chief is willing to lie at my feet, beneath one person and above ten thousand people, just to be my bed-warming slave.
