Huston held her in his arms, treating her like a treasure as he brought her out of the desert.
Once she woke up, she realized she had entered the desolate area out of spite for the male lead and almost died in the quicksand.
"Thank goodness for you, Huston. But shouldn't you be in Fensville to fetch Nina?"
"It's fine. I can fetch her any time. Saving you is the most important thing."
How absurd, Huston.
To you, Was I truly that insignificant?
I didn't blame Nina and she was also a woman, and fate was hard to defy. Though she was the destined female lead, she could still be oppressed by absolute imperial power.
But during my three years in Fensville, the only Glar Dynasty person I met was Nina.
She tore up my letters to Huston, teasing, "Sister, can't you endure the pain of longing? A girl shouldn't chase after a man."
She said she wouldn't deliver my love letters, but they weren't love letters and they were cries for help.
Nina claimed she didn't believe the Fensville royal family had the audacity to act so, urging me not to act up. She said Huston didn't like women who caused trouble.
In that moment, Nina crushed all my hopes.
I hated her.