Chapter 22: A Falling Eagle Has No Wings
Her eyes had been captivated by the Throne. Her mind was entranced by the Crown’s radiance.
Her soul was blinded by ambition.
But when she came to her senses, there was nothing left, only her blood-stained hands.
The grudge lurking in that blood, cursed her flesh, making it rot.
I just wanted the crown.
Ever since she was young, she believed herself greater than the others.
At 5, she was called a prodigy of the sword, awakening the feared golden eyes of the Imperial Bloodline.
A genius without a peer. Everyone around her said she would be Empress. Her arrogance grew.
Her foolish elder brothers and clumsy younger siblings,
They could never be a match for her. Because she believed to be destined for the crown.
I am different from my weak father and older brother.