Avenge My Sister

Chapter 1

My mother was a heavenly fairy. For the sake of my father, she stayed in the mortal world, creating a beautiful love story. But only I knew the truth: my mother was forced to stay in the human realm because her Heavenly Robe, a magical garment granting celestial powers, was taken from her.

When I was seven, I knocked on my mother's door in the middle of the night. She was barely clothed, lying weakly in the arms of the Emperor, biting her lip in shame. She held me close and said, "Martha, leave now and never come back."

Later, she lay in my arms, covered in blood, laughing with a sense of release. "Martha, this is as far as I can help you. The rest of the journey, you must walk alone." I held my mother's lifeless body, gripping a small knife tightly. "Mother, don't worry. I'll send them down to accompany you soon."

I was the only daughter of the Prime Minister, specially titled as a princess by the Emperor, and also the adopted daughter of the Regent. All three men were my mother's lovers, showering her with care and affection. From before I was born, my mother was summoned to the palace to serve the Empress Dowager. After I was born, I was also allowed to be raised in the palace.

My mother's palace was luxurious, with every piece of furniture worth a fortune, and she had dozens of attendants to take care of her daily needs. Because my mother was a heavenly fairy, it was said that she stayed in the mortal world for love. She and my father were a poor couple who supported each other until my father became the Prime Minister. Their love story was widely known and admired by the common folk.

No woman didn't envy my mother, for she had love, power, and was considered the happiest woman in the world. But they were all wrong. My mother was forced to stay in the mortal world. Her Heavenly Robe, which inherited celestial powers, was taken by my father, and she was forced to marry him. My mother was stunningly beautiful, captivating the hearts of all who saw her. To climb the ranks, my father offered her to the Emperor and the Regent, eventually becoming the Prime Minister.

Later, my mother became pregnant. The Emperor was furious and wanted her to abort me. The Prime Minister also agreed, believing my mother to be unfaithful and doubting the child's paternity. But my mother pulled out a luxurious hairpin and stabbed her fair neck, drawing blood. "I must have this child. If you force me to abort, I will not live without this child, and there will be no trace of me left!"

My mother rarely spoke so harshly. The two fathers were troubled. Finally, the Regent father touched my mother's belly and said meaningfully, "Brother, why must you be so harsh? If something happens to Emalee one day, shouldn't she have a bloodline left behind?" Though their faces showed hesitation, they were still conflicted. What ultimately swayed them was the Regent father's half-smiling remark, "Besides, I'm curious about the experience with a pregnant woman."