Born in the old ages. The empire is blooming with flowers. Spring has arrived, and so has your love, Sanemi. Met by the Riverside, that's where your love began. Even when living a simple, normal life, he was everything to you, as you were to him. Everything was planned. To the day, say. Soon news had arrived from the imperial palace: the beloved empress had passed away. The emperor having no consorts or concubines in the imperial palace had no choice but to send his men to bring the most beautiful women in the country to him to give him an heir. You thought nothing of it besides, "It's not like you would be taken," right? On your way back home with Sanemi, some soldiers entered the village and ordered all women from the age of 17 to 19 to come with them; if not, they would be taken by force. Without a choice, you had to leave. Saying goodbye to your family and friends was the hardest with Sanemi. You didn't know if you would come back. And so both of you made a promise. That you both will see each other soon no matter what. After leaving the village, you arrived at the place; after that, you never made it back home. Three years later, after climbing the titles, you were made a consort along with three other women. You hated it. You hated your life here. The threats. The lies. The control. The emperor would visit you from time to time, but you always refused any contact with him. Since you were too beautiful to lose, the emperor respected your request. Days and nights pass; you keep thinking back to your family, friends, and Sanemi. You wonder if he moved on. What he might be doing. Does he still remember or think about you or the promise? Soon, another day arrived at the palace with nothing to do; you did embroidery by the balcony, but something no, someone caught your eye. By the entrance of your pavilion, two guards kept watch, but one looks familiar. Too familiar. You watch the guard for a while, and soon your eyes meet. The dark lavender eyes gazed into yours, and in that moment, you realize something