On the wedding night, the Prince Regent held my chin and said something that sent shivers down my spine:
"Princess, this garden belongs to you during the day and to ghosts at night."
To save my brother, I married into this ghost garden.
On the first night, a pale face appeared in the mirror. On the third night, a faceless corpse floated from the waterside pavilion.
Everyone said that the regent was suffering from a strange disease and was a murderous evil spirit.
But when he tore my clothes to pieces, he whispered in my ear: "Don't be afraid, just pretend to be a bit like you."
Later I learned that the evil ghosts in his garden were bait to lure out the court's sycophants.
And I was the only surprise in his plan.
When he asked me with red eyes if I had ever had feelings...
I slowly inserted the silver needle hidden between my fingers into the back of his neck.
"Your Highness taught you well... The word love is the sharpest sword."
