"THINK BEFORE YOU COPY OTHERS HARD WORK,"

Being a prince is thought to be a blessing, yet it is a curse for me. As royal blood, I observed what dead hearts, greediness, and eagle eyes do, and it's an unsealing curse that I'll never be able to escape. If you let it ravish you, no amount of light will be able to turn you back.

I was born with a silver spoon but abandoned it at a young age because I felt weak and lost. Not until someone comes along and changes all of my reasons and perspectives. My future becomes more uncertain as a result, and my wonders about this universe become more understandable.

"Please assist me. Help me save my child," a young lady pleaded, her voice shaking as she held a sleeping 3-year-old toddler in her arms, crying out in desperation for her and his only son's lives.

She is approached by a middle-aged woman who nods.
"I'll do it. I'll be waiting for you at the gate. My five apprentices will prepare the rest, but if we fail. Then we have no option but to accept the will of the heavens," the elder woman responds, her smile sincere yet concerned.
The emperor, on the edge of panic and wrath, ordered his people to hunt high and low for someone essential to him.

"Find them! No one is permitted to rest until the empress and crown prince have been located! Bring the shaman alive as well, I'll deal with her directly," the emperor demanded sternly.
"Wait till the salvia flower opens and the oak tree bears fresh leaves again," a pleasant and warm woman's voice echoes across the region and into the life of a little child.

To be continued.