I had always thought I was the heroine’s sworn enemy.
Only when I saw her willingly confine herself to a husband’s household for love did I realize how terrifying blind devotion could be.
Stroking her belly, she urged me to find a good man and discover the pleasures of love.
I shook my head, as determined as ever to follow my own path.
In time, she lost sight of her dreams in that household, all for love, while I made love itself a stepping-stone and climbed to the highest seat of power.
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