On the day of the empress’s funeral, I suddenly remembered the tragic ending where my older brother, the crown prince, killed not just the emperor and empress but even me—and took the blood-stained throne for himself.
To avoid that tragedy, I have to convince the emperor, make sure I don’t earn my brother’s hatred, and, finally, gain the sympathy of the knight who would have cut my throat.
Like the hunter who couldn’t kill Baek Seol and helped her escape. That’s how I planned to earn his sympathy…
“Could you… not look away and talk to me?”
“…Wouldn’t that be uncomfortable for you?”
“Uncomfortable? Not at all. You’re just like a camellia flower—so beautiful.”
Why am I the one feeling sympathy here?!
“If I can return with my honor intact…”
“…then please, would you allow me to stay by your side?”
It’s only when tears rise to my throat that I vaguely realize why I feel this way.
Why I keep thinking of you, miss the times we’ve spent together, and so desperately wish for your happiness…
Because, without even noticing, you’ve become someone precious to me.
Because I’ve come to love you.