Your Majesty, Please Don’t Kill Me Again It Was The End Of A Sunny Summer Day.
In The Hands Of The Tyrant, Father, Mother, Brother And My Neck Went Under The Guillotine.
And When I Opened My Eyes,
It Was My 12Th Birthday.
Before The 13-Year-Old Young Emperor Became A Brutal Tyrant, I Had To Somehow Become A God Next To The Man.
“I’m Your Maid Of Honor, So I’ll Follow You.”
“I Don’t Have Much. And I Don’t Own You.”
To Live And To Save My Family, I Have To Be In The Eyes Of That Tyrant Who Didn’t Believe In Humanity.
Only Then I Can Live.
But That Horrible Monster Is Starting To Change.
“I Save What I Lose In My Hands. So Don’t Hurt Yourself Without My Permission.”
