My younger sister and I were both princesses of a fallen kingdom.
The day our capital fell, enemy soldiers came to violate us, and my sister shoved me forward.
She thought I was certain to die.
Instead, the enemy’s young lord rescued me, and I later became his Noble Consort.
My sister was reduced to slavery and suffered every day.
Consumed by hatred, she killed me—and was reborn alongside me.
This time, she rushed to leave with the enemy soldiers first.
“Sister, this time, I will be the Noble Consort.”
What she did not know was that I had never wanted to be a consort.
With royal blood in my veins, if I was to become anything, I would become the empress who restored our kingdom.