On the night of their wedding, he abandoned her like a pair of worn-out shoes and wrote "Ugly without salt" with his holy pen, calling her ugly and despicable and unworthy of being a queen.
But she smiled and saluted.
"What your Majesty said is true."
He was furious.
She was punished by not being able to step out of her room for eternity and dying in the palace.
Three years flew by in a blink of an eye.
The palace changed violently and the palace walls collapsed.
She walked up to the temple through the blood all over the sky, with a cinnabar mole on her forehead, cold and heartless.
"I am not a queen in vain. It is better to be an emperor and ask your majesty to take the throne and undress."
