[KUANGXIN]
Sakura Watanabe was insane.
It was not even about knowing and seeing it anymore. It was about feeling. The weight of unhinged cinnamon. The fury of the orchid beneath her, the rage that came with the cinnamon scent.
At the centre of it all was a world that was suffocating from the perfect blend of cinnamon and orchid. It was as if the world was slowly adapting to what its realities would soon become.
Preparing for the worst despite knowing that it was hopeless to hope for anything.
And even then, there was nothing more tantalizing than the forbidden sight before them.
The mad queen, on her knees.
Not because she was forced, but willingly.
A queen who could have easily gotten what she wanted, but one who chose to go with the most unorthodox of ways. One who could burn the world for smiling, yet was staring at the cunt before her like it was the food keeping her sane.
