If someone had told Hibiscus before that she would be in the hands of a man in this life, she would have scoffed.
But that man appeared in front of her like this, with a stunning appearance and peerless elegance, as if he had been banished to an immortal.
In order to make him smile, she gave up everything, the high position of the regent, and the unparalleled reputation in the world. He wants revenge, she kills, he wants the throne, she fights for it, if he wants it, even the stars in the sky, why not?
But in the troubled times, when everything is settled, how should he choose between her and the world?
(A pet article with glass shards in the candy.)