I, The Emperor’s illegitimate child, a princess only in name, married you, a war hero, as if being sold.
You taught me all about the emotion called love.
However, you also taught me what is was like to feel misery.
I was driven by revenge when I realized that your actions towards me were false, when that woman gave birth to a child who looked just like you, when that woman tried to kill me and you didn’t even blink an eye. Then, I realized something.
I have to leave.
I no longer wanted to be a woman who was easily manipulated by others.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Asyria…”
“Please, please, can’t you come back…?”
I faintly smiled at the desperate, ridiculous look that you’d never once shown me before, even when I felt like I was going to die. By the time you came around, it was already too late.
