"With your ability, you will be able to live safely in Dayue. When I succeed to the throne, I will bring you back." He slowly lowered the curtain and watched the car drive farther and farther.
"Perhaps, I don't have to go back. It's relaxed and comfortable here, and I like it very much." She took off the long lock around her neck and smiled at the man in front of her who had always respected and tolerated her.
The next year, when the army came to the city, the man who once said he would always protect her now walked towards her with a sharp sword in his hand.
Intention: How can a person wait in place for too long?