Mom Became a Flower
The territory of Border Count Bern had suffered from invasions by foreign enemies since ancient times, from the days when people first settled this land and formed villages.
Because of that, the family that protected this land devoted all their strength to building military power.
If you had no strength, you would be trampled.
No matter how kind or wise your rule was, if you lacked strength, everything would eventually be stolen by cruel and savage enemies, and everyone would die. The power to protect your family, your people, and your livestock — that alone was justice.
Those experiences and beliefs had soaked deep into their bones and were passed down through generations.
To the point where it felt as though their brains themselves had been made of bone.
‘Maybe that’s why.’
Ever since meeting the man named Juhwan, the excitement inside his chest would not…
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