She is a princess of a country who has killed countless people in her life; he is a prince of a country who has thousands of things in his heart.
Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. That day, when I looked from a distance on the city tower, I could be mistaken for a lifetime...
"I'm here to marry you today, and I won't count on you breaking your promise."
"Bowing a flower for you, does this fulfill our promise?"
Intention: There are fifty strings on the brocade harp without any reason, each string and one column is reminiscent of the past.