Did you really think it was love, Mel? I thought you were at least a bit smart. It was the day of the coronation, a triumph of rebellion. The man to whom she had given everything had sentenced her to death. If only time could be reversed, my life wouldn’t matter. Blinded and deceived by his declarations of love, if only I could avenge my family and him. If only I could bring back my husband who died at my hands. The day I realized I had returned to my previous life’s wedding, I made a pact with my husband. A promise to ensure he ascends the throne as Emperor. “But after five years, once you become the Emperor, please send me away from the palace.” The vengeance seemed to start smoothly. “I want to keep you by my side, is that not possible?” Until I met my husband again, who was entirely different from the past! “I will try to become the man you desire.” So, Amelia. His voice, sweetly clinging to my ear, gradually lowered. It sneakily invaded my ear, pleading me not to turn away. “Please allow me by your side.” His eyes slightly closed as he lifted a lock of my hair. Then, as if showing off, he brought it to his lips, maintaining eye contact as he slowly kissed me. A gaze so intoxicating, my entire body blushed with heat. “No matter what happens, I will never leave you.”