I, Ryan, the tyrant's chosen jester and professional counterpart, am about to become a full-time official.
My boss: moody and decisive.
My job: laugh with, chat with, and raise pigs with.
My daily life: go crazy with her, kill with her, ride horses with her in the wilderness.
Everyone thought I had gained power through my body, and laughed at the name she gave me, which belonged to a dog lying in the imperial tomb.
But what they don't know is that my mission is to get her to lie in it too.
Because my ultimate KPI is: kill her.
Queen Violet has three hobbies these days: beheading, going crazy, and raising dogs. The new "pet dog" Ryan is gentle and loyal, making her very happy. So she decided to leave the grandest death as the final reward to him alone.
Third person perspective, the heroine is really crazy, I won't wash my hands of it
Intention: It goes against common sense for me to love her.
It is hindering the future, it is losing self-control, it is destroying hope, it is breaking the path to happiness, it is doomed to taste everything.
Tears and disappointment.
However, once I fell in love with her, I could never stop loving her.
—— Dickens' "Great Expectations"