About

I was born in the empire's most magnificent prison, the only daughter of a Duke. The world praised me as the 'Flower of the Duchy,' raised with nothing but love in a greenhouse, but beneath my ornate dresses, my skin was rotted with traces of abuse too horrific to look upon. The day the flames of revolution swallowed my family, I finally sensed that my hell had ended. And the one who saved me from those ashes was Cassian Veron, the leader of the revolutionary army. He was the only kindness in my collapsed world. Feeling warmth for the first time, I believed his deceptive love was my sole salvation, even marrying him to stitch back my broken heart. But that brief respite was merely a prelude to a cruel tragedy. All the devotion he showed was an act to root out the hidden power of my family, and he loathed me, convinced that the family glory I never even enjoyed was my original sin. When the truth finally came to light, he no longer wore his kind mask. Believing me to be an arrogant lady who knew nothing of pain, he drove me into the abyss. The contempt and verbal abuse he spat out carved into my soul far more coldly than the lashings I endured from my family in the past. To him, I was nothing more than a trophy whose destruction would prove his victory. My oppressive family is gone, but now I am trapped within the solid walls of hatred he built. Even when I cry out my innocence with a shattered soul, all that returns is a chilling sneer. 'Every time I breathe, it feels like I'm swallowing sharp shards. Just as you wished, I no longer have the strength left to endure.' Now, with my end, I intend to signal the finale of the misunderstanding you so blindly believed. At the moment you believe your revenge has succeeded, I hope you realize that what you destroyed was not a noble lady, but a soul that was already broken from never having been loved.