At the height of Anne Boleyn's influence over King Henry VIII, England teeters on the brink of chaos. Desperate to save her marriage and her crown, Queen Catherine of Aragon reaches out to her powerful allies-the Medici family-for help. They send Isabella, their poised and intelligent daughter, to the Tudor court, a place of deadly intrigue and ruthless ambition. Tasked with swaying Henry's heart and outmaneuvering Anne Boleyn, Isabella must navigate a web of secrets, betrayal, and forbidden desires. But as alliances shift and passions ignite, Isabella faces a perilous question: can she change the course of history and secure her place in the king's heart, or will she, too, fall victim to the treacherous games of power? In a court where loyalty is fleeting and love is dangerous, Isabella must risk everything to fight for her destiny. Will she triumph-or be consumed by the storm?

"To die by the hand of a Peony Flower, Even as a ghost, you would be in want of nothing." 「牡丹花下死 、做鬼也風流」 Year 300 BCE, China has not yet been united and the term "Emperor" doesn't even exist. China remains divided into warring states - a land of kings, torn by endless war. In the feudal kingdom of Rui, Princess Hengxin's powerful maternal family is rumored to have descended from the Goddess Bai Mudan. But this legendary lineage has never saved her from a life of neglect. When her father offers Hengxin as a royal hostage to their powerful ally, the State of Rong, she is cast out with only a desperate hope to survive. Hengxin is alone and friendless - until she catches the eye of Prince Ji Heng, a cold, calculating son of Rong's king. As whispers of rebellion and war swirl around them, their arrangement grows ever more volatile. Ji Heng's cool mask hides a growing obsession - a possessive fire in his veins whenever Hengxin is near. Together, they could ignite a dynasty... or destroy each other.

*New chapter every Saturday!* There is a moment of tenuous peace in Terra Solara, so named after the god Solarius, the Radiant King. It is said that it was he who transmitted the warmth of life to the first humans, his first and most loyal followers, who were the founders of his religion, the Cult of the Eternal Sun. These, however, did everything they could to extinguish the warmth of life in other people for their own gain, political ascension, religion or even their own pleasure, so that seven petty kingdoms emerged from a single continent. Any notion of peace is quickly forgotten when there is constant political and religious intrigue in every kingdom. Even if one tries to avoid participating in confrontations, confrontations have a tendency to bring people together.