She climbed up from the mud, not to stand under the sun again - but to drag those who stepped into the mud into the darkness one by one.
Ariel Wensley's life before the age of sixteen consisted of only one piece of clothing, a hut and a pair of parents who wanted her to die of illness.
Her father's illegitimate son took away her only new boots, and her mother slapped her in the face and told her, "You bleed half of the enemy's blood." She was sent to the royal capital not to study, but to be a pawn for the powerful.
Everyone thought she would accept her fate.
But when she tamed the fierce horse on horseback, she tamed her own destiny.
From the daughter of a baron, to a princess, to a business queen, and then to the shadow of the kingdom. She stepped on betrayal, conspiracy and blood to climb up step by step, and step by step, she lived like a sword without a sheath.
She once loved someone. The man gave her a false name, a rainy night, and the word "freedom."
Later she found out that he was a coward.
She had been saved by another person. That man gave her a roof over her head, a rebirth, and the promise of love that was only enough in her life.
Later she buried him in the soil with her own hands.
This story is not about how she became stronger.
It's about how after she became stronger, she realized she could never go back.
[Tag] Powerful female plotting / Male harem / Emotional flow
Food Guide
The heroine climbs up from the bottom step by step, not relying on men but relying on her ability, but every man owes her
The emotional lines heat up slowly, but every one of them hurts.
Concept: Where thorns grow, roses can bloom