She was the uncherished Sixth Princess, who had depended on her older brother since childhood. When war destroyed their country and home, both she and her brother became prisoners. To protect her gravely ill brother, she was violated by the general who had conquered their homeland. His hand touched her trembling body as he resolved to make her submit. "Kneel!" The man's icy whip struck her quivering body. She shook all over, the shackles on her wrists clanking, but she never bowed her head to him. A brief separation made him understand his own heart. When they met again, she stood amid the wind and sand, looking coldly down at the man who had once left her covered in wounds. Her voice was etched in his bones: "Kneel!"
And he dropped to his knees, begging only for her forgiveness.
