Infinite Throne

Mrs. Rose woke up from the palace, feeling a little cold.

It was almost dawn, and the rising sun reflected in her clear eyes, and everything was full of hope.

In Mrs. Rose's arms was a bunch of roses, stained with morning dew, delicate and beautiful. Everything last night seemed to be just a dream.

She heard the sound of plants sprouting branches, and the blood vessels in her body hardened quickly like plant roots, extracting blood and flesh and transporting them to the heart.

There was a blood-colored flower seed there, sprouting new buds and growing rapidly. The sharp thorns pierced Mrs. Rose's heart from the inside out, and a weak bud finally came out, stretching its leaves in the cold wind.

It quickly became strong, and the color changed from light pink to deep red. Mrs. Rose's body quickly turned pale, like a faded painting, losing its blood color. Perhaps she could not get rid of the flower seeds, and would use her beautiful skin to feed a unique flower in the world.

But she still had a baby conceived under the power of the evil god in her belly, and suddenly found that her food was robbed, and her anger was imaginable.

Mrs. Rose could hardly control her actions, and she tore off the rose growing in her heart. The branches and roots had spread all over her body, and the unspeakable pain made her pale and trembling.

She looked at the bouquet of roses in her arms, and developed a strange appetite, eating the blooming roses one by one. The pain subsided, the scars disappeared, she was healthier than ever, and her abdomen calmed down.

If the rose growing from her heart had not maintained a budding posture, she would have thought that all this was an absurd illusion.

Mrs. Rose took the rose and returned to her usual palace. In fact, she was somewhat resistant to this flower, but she couldn't lose it outside.

"Many nobles have disappeared, including His Majesty the King..."

The remaining nobles came to the palace, and their opinions were different.

Mrs. Rose had been dressed up, becoming younger, like a girl, with an unspeakable attraction. With tears in her eyes, she looked beautiful and weak, and said sadly:

"They are inspired by the gods and will serve the gods forever."

"His Majesty's last wish is to pass the throne to my unborn child. I hope you can help me."

There is no noble who can unify the country. Andrew's descendants are dying, and the most beloved younger generation has disappeared. After weighing the pros and cons, everyone decided to make Lady Rose the queen, and her unborn child is the next master of the kingdom.

She is delicate and fragile, and is a good candidate to become a puppet. She also has a stunning beauty, and everyone wants to have a taste of her beauty. Since she cannot monopolize it, she is simply allowed to live in the palace.

The remaining nobles secretly develop their power, hoping to become the new king one day in the future and have a beautiful queen openly.

Lady Rose is like a canary, perched in a gorgeous golden cage. Her beauty is coveted. In the new coup, this beautiful queen kills the usurping nobles, seizes power with iron-blooded means, and becomes the queen.

There is a rose bud in her crown, which has never withered for decades. The daughter born by Queen Rose inherited her beauty and later became the new king, unifying the surrounding territories.

Many years ago, the day when King Andrew and many nobles disappeared was recorded by the historian as the night of the God's Descent. Since then, bards have made up countless stories and sung them widely.

It is said that the descending god has long silver-white hair like moonlight and eyes brighter than rubies. He gave Lady Rose a rose to protect her for the rest of her life.

What the truth about the night of the God's Descent was has gone away with time. Under the rule of the two queens, there was peace and good harvest every year. The night of the God's Descent became a day of celebration. At this time every year, people would sing and dance to commemorate the god who did not leave his name.