Reaching For The Venomous Flower

The more beautifully the liquid swirls, the more poisonous it will be.

"What is beauty?" asked the man with a sneer.

"It is dangerous." replied the young woman without thinking. "It is fleeting. It is cautious. It is not honest."

She was a puppet. No, a doll.

She was a piece of paper, to be written on, crumpled, then thrown away.

Yumehana Hotaru. Born with a golden spoon in her mouth, yet she does not know how to smile. A beautiful woman, yet, she asks herself, what is beauty? The most "precious" daughter of the esteemed general Eli Hotaru. To be married off like a bargaining object when she was not useful.

What happens when her soul link is connected to a demon prince? When he kidnaps her to take her away?

Hahaha! Did you really think he cared in the first place? Yumehana, what a fool you've become. Have you forgotten your so-called family? Have you forgotten why you are one of the strongest in your family?

Yumehana Hotaru stands tall. Her aura is that of an empress.

"Did you really think I would forgive you? After all those years of suffering under such ruthlessness? Hahaha! What fools with such big heads!"

Her face is blank. Her face is stained with blood. She is unafraid. She still stands tall. He stands beside her. It all comes down to that. With him beside her, the sky will not collapse.

When everything is impermanent what do you treasure?