Why was she born into this war-torn age, where martial strength reigned supreme? And why, of all places, in such a weak little kingdom!
She had resigned herself to her fate. If the fall of her country and the destruction of her family had been inevitable from the start, then had she been right or wrong to marry off for the sake of securing reinforcements?
The handsome, cold-faced man before her was tender and affectionate with her in private, yet in public he was like an iceberg that could never melt. His constant shifts between warmth and coldness were impossible to fathom, and she could hardly bear a love that was tender one moment, then seemed to vanish the next.
Perhaps ever since she stepped into this trap, laid long ago, she had been powerless to choose her own path. But whether the road ahead led to an abyss or an open highway, all she could do was keep moving forward, for now.
This story happened in the age of Shenma
Is the author a girl or a man?
It's gone at the critical moment, hahaha