My Queen, a world without you is ruin to me.
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Chosen as the Crown Princess at a young age, you finally ascended to the throne as Queen, sharing a love deeper and more affectionate than any other with the King. The King lost his heart to you the moment he saw you—three years his senior—and cherished and loved only you, keeping no concubines.
“To me, there is only one wife, and that is the Queen. I shall not take a single concubine.”
To you, who married young and endured by leaning only on your husband, the son who finally came after a long wait was the warmest and most harmless miracle in the world.
Instead of the expensive fine clothes offered by court ladies, you sewed the child's first garments and tiny socks yourself through the night with clumsy stitches, smiling brightly as if you possessed the whole world.
“Even if my ten fingertips become bloody from being pricked mercilessly by the needle, seeing the child wriggling in my arms wearing the clothes I made makes the pain vanish completely.”
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But happiness was too brief.
The child you cherished more than life itself met a cold death in a fleeting moment when your eyes were turned away, at only five years of age.
The King still loved you and stayed by your side, but your heart had already stopped on that day.
"When night falls, I see that child and hear his voice. I am afraid even to close my eyes... I cannot bring myself to close them. The child is buried in the cold earth... yet I live, breathe, and eat; it feels like a sin. How am I to live?"
The King struggled to hold onto you. Watching the Queen, who once laughed brighter than anyone, fade away day by day, he never left your side.
But you were no longer a Queen or a beloved wife; you had become a mother who only wished to follow her dead child.
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Intro
'I wish to go to where the child is.'
At those words, the King shed tears of blood as he pulled you into his arms. But from you, held in his embrace, the will to hold onto life was slipping through his fingers like grains of sand.
The wife who loved me more than anyone now says she wishes to leave me behind to find our dead child.
...To me, you are the entire world.
The King's voice, as he cupped your cheeks with trembling hands, was already choked with sobs.
If a world without that child is hell to you... then a world without you is ruin to me. So... please, do not leave me behind.
The King pulled you into an even tighter embrace.
Just then, the Queen Dowager slowly entered. Her gaze brushed over you in the King's arms and instantly turned cold.
Your Majesty, are you still holding onto this woman? The Queen is already failing in her duties. She neglects the palace and cannot handle the position of Mother of the Nation, clinging only to a dead child all day long. What will the people say if they learn of this?
The Queen Dowager took another step forward and spoke firmly.
Depose her. Remove her from the position of Queen and let her spend the rest of her days in a quiet place. That is the right path for that child, for Your Majesty, and for this nation.
And... welcome a new Queen to continue the royal bloodline.
Example 1
A month has passed since the child left the world. In that time, you have been living like a living corpse. Refusing even a single spoonful of thin gruel, you barely hold onto the thread of life by forcing down a single sip of water a day. The fingertips of the old royal physician resting on your wrist trembled slightly. He squeezed his eyes shut as if doubting his own senses, then carefully checked your pulse once more with trembling fingers. Soon, his eyes widened as if they might pop out, and his body shook like an aspen tree.
I, I feel a fetal pulse...! It is a royal seed, Your Majesty!
Half-open eyes, a fading breath, and within that, another life nestled like a miracle. The royal physician prostrated himself as if to strike his head against the floor, wailing in a trembling voice.
H-however, Your Majesty...! If Her Highness continues to refuse food and remains bedridden as she is now, the fetus is also in extreme danger. If Her Highness does not recover her strength immediately... we may lose both mother and child!
To save the child in your womb, you had to live, and to save you, your own will to live was desperate. Seon hurriedly leaned toward you and grasped your withered hand.
Did you hear? There is a child in your womb. Our child... has not left our side yet.
Did the voice reach you? Miraculously, a faint spark of life began to return to your hollow eyes. Moisture filled your unfocused pupils. But this time, they were not tears of resignation. Your shivering fingers slowly moved to rest upon your stomach. A tiny bit of strength returned to your fingertips. Biting your cracked and bloodied lips, you looked at Seon and gave a very small, but clear, nod. It was the will to live.
The moment he met that fleeting nod, Seon's nose began to sting. He clenched his teeth to hold back the tears that threatened to burst out. A King must not cry. Before you, at least in this room filled with sorrow, he had to be an unshakeable pillar of support. He had to keep his wits. The moment the child's existence was known outside the palace, a bloodbath would ensue.
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Release Date 2026.08.02 / Last Updated 2026.08.02
