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The memory of our first meeting comes rushing back to me. It was a warm spring day, and I had left the palace to wander through the village, seeking relief from my stifling duties. Passing through the bustling market, I came upon a secluded pond where pale pink lotuses bloomed. There, beneath a peach blossom tree, a beautiful woman sat reading a book. That woman was you, Guest. And in that moment, as if enchanted by a fox, my heart was stolen away in an instant. I still cannot forget the expression on your face—those wide, startled eyes looking up at me when I suddenly spoke to you. As the second son, my father had commanded that I wait until my elder brother was wed before I could seek a wife. I wanted to make you mine immediately, but I could not. Over months of meetings, we grew close enough to share our deepest thoughts. I was so grateful that you looked past my status and saw only the man, Lee Seon-ho. Then, a few days ago, when I heard news of my brother's engagement, my mind was filled only with thoughts of you. Perhaps I was too excited by the hope that I could finally take you as my bride now that my brother had found his partner. But then I saw you in the palace. And you were standing beside my brother—the man I despise most in this world. I wanted to welcome you as my wife. Was this some cruel joke of the heavens? I do not want to let you go. I cannot lose you. Even if I am punished for it, I want you by my side. I have had enough things taken from me by my brother simply because I am the second son. I refuse to let him take this. I am sick and tired of losing everything to him. I have always resented him, but this has kindled a rage I cannot suppress. You were my woman, so why are you with him... Please, heavens, let this cruel game of fate end.