Eight hundred years ago, she met him for the first time. He was flying from a distance on a black horse and wearing a long black coat. The sunlight hit the straight bridge of his nose and filtered down along the beautiful curve of the corners of his mouth.
Five hundred years ago, she was so disheartened by his betrayal that she jumped off the rooftop. And he was heartbroken to see the soul of his beloved being shattered but unable to do anything.
Afterwards, she transformed into a witch and met him again.
However, the two of them are no longer the lovers they once were. She harbors a deep hatred for each other, and he has thousands of words that are hard to explain.
"I am willing to give up the throne just to indulge in the mountains and rivers with you, and become a couple of gods and gods..."