Chun Hei stared up at the portrait of Fire Lady Mai, and sighed.
"Please, Fire Lady, send me your strength and courage. I need your guidance. I am so lost, and I need you to send me a sigh of what to do. My husband is insane, and I am afraid my children will follow in his steps. I am trapped in a marriage that I now despise, and I am trapped in a position that I hate. Fire Lady Mai, I beg of you. Save me!" Shaking her head, and discreetly wiping tears from her eyes, Chun Hei turned away from the picture, knowing it was no use. For sixteen years, ever since Chun Hei had been fourteen, she had been praying to Mai. Sadly, nothing had changed, and Chun Hei was still trapped in the palace, slowly fading away, day by day. Even her children could no longer keep her interested. She loved her children, yes, but...there were so few years between her and her children. As the days passed, Chun Hei felt less and less like a mother to her three children, and more and more like just another concubine. Sighing, Chun Hei turned away from the picture, and began to walk down the long, elegant hall.
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