The Flower the Queen Bestowed Upon Him

A gentle, calculating queen alpha x a haughty, obsessive royal consort omega When she woke up, she was in a convent, with no memory of her past. Under the care of a priest, she lived a peaceful life. A passing noble brought her to the palace, where she was forced to become a maid whose sole duty was to serve the widowed royal consort. Beneath his breathtaking beauty, the royal consort had a heart as venomous as a snake's. His moods were unpredictable, and his methods were brutal. He seemed to treat her somewhat differently, hating her while also flirting with her now and then, leaving her constantly on edge. One night, the royal consort pulled her into his bedroom. The room was thick with pheromones, making her head spin. His silver hair spilled down like moonlight. His alluring eyes were soft as spring water, and he kissed her palm with his soft lips, murmuring, "Your Majesty..." When he was young and weak, the little queen gave him, then a boy, a pure white but poisonous poppy in the garden, and he fell in love with her at first sight. Fate took pity on them, and they held their wedding amid nationwide celebrations. But after the wedding, the queen was very cold toward him. No matter how he humbled himself and tried to win her favor, he couldn't get her to look his way. Then, in the garden, he saw her with the mysterious, alluring high priest. She said their marriage was merely political. He hated her, but before he could take revenge, he heard that the plane she was on had crashed. He went mad, insisting that he had to see her alive or find her body. Five years later, someone brought a woman who looked just like her before him. Though her personality had changed completely, he knew she was the one who had marked him. One-on-one, both leads are devoted only to each other, and they already have a child. The author drew the cover, which depicts the characters. Theme: Marriage takes adjustment.