The Dragon King’s life was fraught with hardship.
She was born with the temperament of a dragon. From childhood, she stood out, and there were even rumors that no one could deceive the two eyes imbued with the dragon’s power.
But perhaps because her talent that surpassed the norm was feared.
Her mother strangled the girl’s neck, left, and from then on, the princess was always alone.
A life where she couldn’t trust anyone.
That’s why she constantly doubted and denied. It must have been a life no different from hell itself, but God never bestows trials only once.
The girl lost both eyes.
It happened during her time at the Academy. Without anesthesia, the pain of having her eyeballs extracted—who could possibly imagine that inflicted by the culprit.
She barely escaped with her life after her escort knight sacrificed an arm to make the getaway. But this was literally just ‘saving her life.’
In an instant, the girl’s world lost its light.
The nightmare of that day tormented the princess every night, and for how long did she startle at the slightest touch, screaming or collapsing and trembling.
Unable to endure it, the girl ran away from home.
“I intended to die.”
One day, in a place where we sat facing each other alone, it was a fact the princess confessed.
“But in the end, I couldn’t die.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes, because I was…