White Empress, Ashes of Love Sequel
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I wish I never stepped foot inside his Palace.
Now I am a prisoner, a servant to the Realm for dishonoring my family, only because I dared to speak the truth. This place is cold and empty. Rigid with rules and indifferent to emotion; just like the man who sits on the throne, looking through his subjects as if they are nothing more than mist. He is arrogant and aloof, seemingly unaware and unconcerned of the whispers throughout the Realm of the tragic mistakes of his past. It's hard to believe this stoic creature once loved so fiercely, it drove him to madness.
I will fulfill my sentence, finding my true self along the way. Palace intrigue, jealousy and betrayal will become my constant companions, and yet there is light. Not everyone is what they seem, especially me.
And this man, this being that I hated so fiercely, will become the one thing I would willingly give my life for.
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A long time ago, it was said that at the summit of the great Mount Feng Ya, there was an immortal deity who resided within the depths of a cave. A Dragon Lord, he was, an almighty being who had lived for thousands of years. Having witnessed countless rises and falls of humanity, travelling through a long passage of time, he had gathered a mountain of treasures and knowledge that no mortal could ever dream of obtaining. He was a whimsical person, this dragon. In the long life he had lived, he had come across and mingled with many beauties from many eras, from the most bustling of cities, to the most untamed of wilderness. He was free and unrestrained; no matter what, there was none that could capture his heart. That is, until he stumbled upon a mysterious lake hidden in the deepest part of a forest brimming with pure spiritual energy. Here, he encountered a graceful, yet stubborn Lake Spirit, the most beautiful person he had seen in his life who stole his heart away at first glance.
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