Who will take my hand and quiet half a lifetime of madness?
Who will kiss my eyes and shield me from half a lifetime of wandering?
In an age of peace and prosperity, the man who smiled like flowing water beneath the flowering trees gave a faint smile and said it was only a beautiful dream...
In an age of peace and prosperity, the aloof, formidable emperor who wielded his sword across the land fixed his blazing gaze on her and told her this was the world he wanted.
But in the end, who betrayed whom? Who saved whom?
When love is weighed against schemes, betrayal, and a vast empire, which matters more?
Her pure eyes darkened with unfathomable depths. At last, in that moment, she made her choice.
