The throb in their hearts when they first met destined them to be entangled throughout their lives.
She loved him and hated him, and his letting go made her step into the palace. In the palace, she faced the deep torture of the man who so called loved her. When family, friendship, and love were all lost, she lost all hope. But it turns out that love has not been lost. He promised her the next life, and she was freed from the abyss of hatred with the promise.
He loved her, and he knew he was wrong from the moment he let her go. Love cannot be given away. He saw her suffering, but he could not save her; he saw her despair, but he could only promise her the next life. When he knew she was dead, the uncontrollable pain eroded his heart bit by bit, and the love that penetrated into the bone marrow was like poison that finally swallowed up his life.
Once she was reborn, despite the promise, she was afraid of being in danger again, so she ran away again and again.
Once she was reborn, since she escaped again and again, it was up to him to chase her.