She was once the perfect creation among a million puppets, the pride of the entire demon realm. On that day, snow filled the sky, her silver hair danced wildly in the wind, and she announced her existence to the whole realm.
A hundred years ago, on another day of heavy snow, the gale tossed her silver hair as she lay in the road, blood spreading to its far end. A young man approached from the distance and knelt before her, tears streaming from his vacant eyes.
A hundred years later, an emperor ascended the throne. At the coronation, she called out to the entire realm: "May you protect the demon realm forever. I will place the crown upon your head!"
"You are the next king! You must bear the duty of protecting the entire realm. What sort of arrangement is it to let an outsider with no royal authority take on this responsibility?"
"A king who cannot even stand has no business ruling. It would be absurd to let a useless person with royal authority govern."
"You are the only one I will ever take as my queen."
His heartfelt words received no answer. His queen had fallen into an endless sleep, with no telling when she might awaken again.
When the hydrangeas bloom, wait for me to return.
Why did it stop at the climax? The author has your own intentions
Author, it's strange that it took so long to update. How do you remember the previous content?
The author's name is weird. Why are Chapters 3 and 4 locked?
I really like the author to write longer!