Revenge for My Sister

At the empress' birthday banquet, Imperial Consort Jones stole the show.

She had been carried into the Eternal Joy Palace by the emperor himself that day.

After ten consecutive days of his favor, she made the other palace ladies green with envy.

During the hour of six, Imperial Consort Jones pointed to a small dish in the center and playfully said, "My dear emperor, the wolfberry and glutinous rice cake you adore was made early this morning under my watchful eye in the kitchen."

The emperor squinted his eyes and affectionately grasped her hand, saying, "Rosalyn, you've really outdone yourself."

I quietly entered, lighting the freshly prepared incense for the garments Imperial Consort Jones would wear in the coming days.

Then, I stood outside with my head bowed.

"It smells divine."

The emperor buried his face in Imperial Consort Jones' shoulder, taking a deep whiff. "Rosalyn, you smell absolutely heavenly."

Imperial Consort Jones beamed, replying, "Then Your Majesty must visit more often."

I stood outside, poker-faced, listening to their flirtatious banter inside.

In just ten days, I had become a favored presence beside Imperial Consort Jones, and everyone called me "Ms. Yuna."

However, this did not guarantee my safety forever.

As the emperor left, he casually glanced at me and then smiled at Imperial Consort Jones, saying, "Rosalyn is a beauty, and your maid is quite fetching too, especially her eyes, which somewhat resemble yours."

A chill ran down my spine as I met Imperial Consort Jones' shadowy gaze.

She had a domineering personality and an intense possessiveness over the emperor.

Anyone who could threaten her position was not welcome, including me, the lowly maid who had helped her gain favor.

That night, I was dragged into a room and forcefully made to drink an unknown liquid.

Imperial Consort Jones sat in the main seat, leisurely saying, "Yuna, go kneel in the courtyard."

"Your Highness, that medicine..." I protested.

She smiled sweetly, "You'll find out soon enough."

I obediently knelt at the door.

My knees ached, and my vision grew increasingly blurry.

Three hours later, I could see nothing at all, only endless darkness.

I pinched my palm, trying hard not to tremble.

Just because the emperor said, "Your eyes are beautiful," she had taken my eyes.

If I weren't of some use to her, she would have killed me outright.

"Yuna."

Imperial Consort Jones crouched down, pinching my chin and speaking slowly, "From now on, just stay in the perfume workshop and diligently make perfume for me."