Frosby

When the beautiful Queen of the Aritish Kingdom fell from grace, no one lend her a hand.

The whole Kingdom shunned her.
She was used and betrayed by her husband.
She was forced to watch the massacre of her whole family with her own eyes.
She was forced to commit suicide.

The moment she drank a cup of poisoned wine bestowed to her by the man she used to love with all her heart, she made a vow.

If she ever gets another chance, she will turn everything the other way round!

Maybe the heavens pitied her; she woke up to find out that she was given a second chance in life!

Now, she was determined to prevent the tragedy. Destroying all the people who wronged her in her past life became her only goal! To achieve that, she completely changed herself.

"You are just a withered flower now." These were the last words she heard from the man whom she devoted herself to, but...

She tried to make sure that she won't ever hear such a word again.

"I will never be a withered flower again. No... I won't even be called a 'flower' again. If people were to describe me, I will make sure that 'fire' is the word they choose. Like blazing fire, I will burn and cause harm to anyone who dared to come near."

She picked a sword instead of a mirror; an armor instead of beautiful clothes. In no time, she became the most famous and powerful General of the Aritish Kingdom!

She was known as a cruel and emotionless General until... a powerful yet mischievous Crown Prince entered her life.

He was never in her plan and it was why she called him the side-effect of her unexpected second chance!

Much to the frustration of she, who was coined as a bold and sharp-tongued General; she always found herself at her wits end whenever this 'sly' Crown Prince was concerned.....

Rise of The Withered Flower

As Lady Vanora observed his wound, Crown Prince Owine did not shift his gaze away from her and wondered what was going on in her mind. Though it was also hard for him to be still, he was quite invested in how serious she appeared. Then he finally heard her talk.

"I will need to hear more but I believe I am right about it," Vanora Asral muttered. "It is surely poison and not some illness." Making a deliberate pause, she continued, "The poison is lethal but one can make it less threatening by adjusting the amount and also mixing it with other substances. Based on the intention of the one behind it, it can grow into a life-threatening one just in months or years, like it is in your case."

He clearly heard everything she said but... Owine did not know how to think.

The Value They Hold To Me