He was the Crown Prince of the Imperial Capital. The day he saw her face, he fell in love with her.
She was a general's daughter, born to a concubine. Though she became mute overnight, she had a pair of clear, bright eyes.
He was the son of an evil cult, yet he fell in love with a woman he should never have loved.
Do you believe that love can bring you to ruin, and trust is a poison that slowly nourishes a parched heart even as it snuffs out the last of your life?
This is a story of tangled love and hate, trust and distrust.
Sometimes sunny, sometimes dark. If that's not your thing, don't read. This is purely a flight of fancy written for my own amusement~
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