The War Queen's Divorce Decree

Synopsis

The year I married him, I gave up my life on the battlefield. He said, "Just wait for me at home." I waited three years, only to meet his mistress, who looked seventy percent like me. The irony was, she was fragile, I was unyielding. She knew how to cry, I only knew how to kill. When the frontier reports grew urgent and no one dared take command, I seized the general's seal before the entire court. His face turned pale: "Have you gone mad?" I fastened my armor: "Yes. I should have gone mad long ago." Three months later, I stood before the Chancellor, and threw the imperial divorce decree in his face. Now he finally understood regret.