The first day I traveled to ancient times, I was hunted down.
A man covered in blood saved me and then collapsed on top of me.
I thought this was a life-saving grace, but when we met for the second time, he became my "tax-deductible" husband.
We were at each other's throats from the very beginning, until everyone in the capital knew that we were mortal enemies.
Later he became my husband, then he became the prince, and then I became an incurable wound on his heart.
Actually I just went home.
He has been looking for me all his life.
