He has blue hair and bright eyes, with a beauty beyond compare. Sadly, born into the royal family, he has navigated schemes and plots since childhood, honing a thousand cunning strategies.
He is tall and dashing, undefeated on the battlefield, yet he falls into a pair of limpid, autumnal eyes and is lost beyond redemption.
Their love, entangled from the start in political intrigue and a struggle for the throne, cannot be sustained by love alone.
But even with an uncertain future and no clear way forward, they decide to stay together.
Together, they will watch the flowers bloom and wither, then bloom and wither again.
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