Flower of Vengeance

Lady Do Hwa, were left to discuss something urgent. Their voices were low, the words inaudible to anyone outside

estate, their swords and spears gleaming in the early morning light. They showed no mercy, slaying everyone in sight-man,

" Do Hwa cried, her voice a mix of fear and urgency. She was determined to save as many lives as she could. She

ouse, their only hope of escape. But their flight was not unnoticed. One of the soldiers spotted them and signaled to two

nous terrain was treacherous, and some fell, meeting their end on the jagged rocks or under

ven to the innocent child. Do Hwa screamed in anguish, her heart breaking as she witnessed the brutal end of he

rrow pierced his shoulder. He knew his end was near but was desperate to save his remaining children

ght up with them, his eyes cold and merciless. Sang-woo stepped forward, trying to protect his sister,

cold, rushing waters below. Darkness enveloped her as the icy c

ers. His fate was left uncertain, a dark shadow looming over the remnants of the once-vibrant Hae family. The estate, now d

e heart of the kingdom's stability. Lord Hae's elder sister, wed to the 6th prince, added another layer to this scandal. The 6th prince, revered and influential due to his connections on his mother's side and through his in-law

from the palace's turmoil, Mi Hyang awoke at the riverbank, disoriented and with a dull ache in her limbs. The serenity of the flowing river did little

sion. The 6th prince, his wife, their innocent children were brought forth to face their grim fate. The king's decree echoed through the palace halls and into the hearts of the people: execution for all, with no burial rites. The punishment was

rcy fell on deaf ears, their cries drowned by the relentless march of the king's will. As they were led

ing out the king's brutal orders. She hid behind a cluster of boulders, her heart pounding in her chest, as the soldiers left the bo

altering as she approached the lifeless forms. There, in the cold moonlight, lay everyone she had ever loved, their bodies twisted and broken. She fell to her knees, a w

ss, their features obscured by the night. Panic surged through her veins as she scrambled to her feet, but before she could flee, a sharp

acing. In that moment, as consciousness slipped away, she realized that her nightmare was far from over. The intrigue and treachery that had sha

prince's popularity had been a constant thorn in the king's side, a reminder of his own inadequacies. The treason charges, though entirely fabricated, were the king's way to eliminate

ony, he refused to admit to crimes he hadn't committed. His resilience infuriated his captors, who intensified their efforts, determined to b

nd devastation. Tears streamed down Lord Hae's cheeks as he demanded to know why the man had orches

ntained a mysterious potion, its contents shimmering faintly in the dim dungeon light. Lord Ha

king received the cloaked man with gratitude. The man spoke in hushed tones, his words unintelligible to anyone else, yet the kin

ing its contents in one swift gulp. The effects were almost immediate. Lord Hae's eyelids gr

ate, ensuring that he would never awaken to the horrors that had befallen his family and estate. As Lord Hae's soul departed, the kingdom's intricate