Every soldier who climbed onto my bed and had sex with me would tattoo their names on my back.

I was the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Norland. When I was fourteen, I was betrothed to the Crown Prince, Enoch Yeager.

In order to eliminate dissidents, Enoch framed me for having an affair with his younger brother, Clark Yeager.

At that time, Enoch said to me, "Sorry. But I have to do this. Wait for me for a few years." Then, he had someone send me to the military camp.

My father, Gilbert Herrington, who had always doted on me, pointed at my nose and cursed at me for the first time. Later, he died miserably.

Three years later, Enoch succeeded to the throne and asked his people to bring me back.

He carefully held my hand and said, "Laura, you must have suffered a lot. Now, the throne is finally mine, and you have half of the credit."

However, on the night of our wedding, Enoch saw the names branded by his lieutenant general and other soldiers on my back.

That night, he went crazy and began to kill ferociously.

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During the three years of being in the military camp outside the borders, I changed from a lively and beautiful young girl to a military prostitute.

Finally, Enoch, the Crown Prince, sent someone to take me back.

He said, "Prince Clark has admitted his fault. He coveted Laura Herrington, which led him astray. Laura was innocent. Now that the truth has been brought into daylight, she should be brought back to the capital."

When the people from the imperial palace came to pick me up, I was washing a pile of sweaty clothes.

Those soldiers' clothes had a strong smell of sweat. Because I had a weak stomach, sometimes I couldn't help but vomit when facing these foul-smelling things.

At that time, the lieutenant general, Damian Bancroft, clicked his tongue and said to me with mockery, "Well, well, well. Do you still regard yourself as the legitimate eldest daughter of the Marquis of Norland? Do you think you're still the apple of Prince Enoch's eye? You're nothing more than a prostitute who has cuckolded the Crown Prince. Stop playing the innocent, will you? You've already become our military prostitute. Just stay obediently in the camp and serve us well. If you do, I might give you some benefit and indulge you with some man's 'nectar'."

It was a cold winter. I kept washing those foul-smelling clothes one bucket after another, while Damian kept hurling insults at me.

I had been squatting for a long time, and my legs had already gone numb. I wanted to stand up and stretch myself. But just as I was about to get up...

The sound of whipping rang out.

Damian swung his whip at me.

While whipping, he cursed at me, "You lazy little bitch. I'll teach you a lesson today. If I don't, I won't be worthy of the salary His Royal Highness has paid me!"

At first, I thought that Enoch sent me to the military camp just to silence the ministers. I thought he would bring me back to the capital after he finished his battle for the throne with Prince Clark.

I was the daughter of the Marquis of Norland, and I would certainly not submit to Damian.

However, when Damian's whip landed on my body again and again, I finally realized that I might not be able to return to the capital in my life.

When I first arrived here, there were also some timid soldiers. And they were afraid that if I died here, the royal family would definitely let them pay the price.

"There's nothing to be afraid of, okay? The Crown Prince has already given his orders. Women who are lacking in female virtues are only fit to be playthings for men. Guys, this bitch even dared to cheat on the Crown Prince. She must be a slut. Now, we are even able to taste the prince's woman. This is a blessing."

A group of soldiers laughed obscenely as they tore off my clothes. My desperate cries for help could only make them even more excited.

Damian said to me with a sinister smirk, "You can't go back. On the day you came to the military camp, your father died. The Crown Prince only chose you as his Crown Princess because he valued your father's power. Do you really think your beauty can satisfy the Crown Prince's ambition? He sent you here to be a military prostitute because he wanted to reward the soldiers who had fought for him and his power!"

A soldier echoed, "Yes! General Bancroft is right. Your reputation as a promiscuous whore has long spread to the capital. The Crown Prince's indifference towards you has already explained everything!"

Their insults towards me were just their pastime during breaks and meals.

Tears streamed down my face.

After every time they insulted me, I wanted to end my life. Once, I jumped into the river, but I didn't die. Later, I suffered even more sadistic abuse from Damian.

Damian even threatened me. He told me that Enoch said if I dared to seek death again, he would bring my just-turned-twelve-year-old sister to the army to replace me.

Gilbert had already died with deep resentment towards me, his unfilial daughter. How could I let any harm come to his most beloved youngest daughter?

Since that day, I completely gave up hope, and I stopped expecting Enoch to come and take me back.

Now, I heard that someone from the imperial palace had come to take me back. When I heard the words "imperial palace", I was a little dazed, as if those days in the imperial palace were already an irretrievable past life.

Damian had a piece of dog tail grass between his lips and whistled from time to time. Suddenly, he saw a group of people surrounding me.

He pushed through the crowd and cursed at me, "Bitch, what kind of seductive skill did you practice today? You've gathered so many people around. What do you want to do? Listen, as long as I want, I can..."

Before Damian could finish his words, he was pressed down by the undercover imperial guards.

"General Bancroft, our Crown Princess is here to show her sympathy to the soldiers. What is this all about?"

It was a eunuch from the imperial palace speaking in a strange tone.

After learning about the purpose of these people's arrival, Damian immediately smiled at that eunuch in a flattering manner.

"Oh. So, you are here to escort the Crown Princess back to the imperial palace. I'll let the old ladies in the military camp help Her Royal Highness to freshen up. Her Royal Highness can't meet His Majesty in this attire, can she?"

As Damian spoke, he stuffed a small ingot of silver into the old eunuch's hand in front of everyone.

The old eunuch waved his hand and let Damian pull me into the military camp.

Then, Damian pinched my chin and poured a pot of Love Philter into my mouth. The drug in it was very strong this time.

Every time Damian had sex with me, he was very aggressive.

After the sex, Damian warned me, "You damn woman, remember, don't say anything after you go back. Maybe His Royal Highness can spare your life. But if you say anything that embarrasses the royal family, not only will your own life be in danger, but your entire family will also suffer. You are really a jinx. Honestly, every time after I had sex with you, I had to wash myself several times, just to avoid being contaminated by your bad luck."

Before leaving, Damian still criticized me with harsh words.

In the past three years, I had succumbed to his whip and his threats to ruin my sister. When he cursed at me, I could do nothing but only shrink back in silence.

After arriving at the imperial palace, I was placed in Springer Palace.

I hunched over, holding the small bundle in my arms, and carefully looked at the maids who were dressed more splendidly than me. When I saw that the maids gave me a curtsy, I reflexively curtsied back. My younger sister, Francine Herrington, saw this scene and ran to me crying, "Laura, I missed you so much."

Looking at Francine's fancy clothes, I dared not hug her as I was afraid I would dirty her clothes with my frostbitten hands.

"Oh, my poor child, what kind of life have you been living for the past three years? You have suffered so much. Look at you, so thin that your bones are showing. Why did you have to suffer all this?"

My mother, Davina Herrington, felt so sorry for me. She turned her face away, and tears fell out of her eyes.

I wanted to wipe away Davina's tears, but my frostbitten hands would only make her delicate face uncomfortable.

At this time, a maid said to me, "Your Royal Highness, please allow me to take you to freshen up first. Prince Enoch has sent a eunuch to pass on the message that he will have dinner with you here tonight."

Sitting in front of the dressing mirror, I looked at myself, who had a sallow and emaciated face. Somehow, I couldn't remember what I looked like three years ago...

"The Crown Prince arrives!"

When I heard the eunuch's announcement, I suddenly felt my legs become heavy, and I couldn't move.

All the suffering I had endured in the past three years was silently allowed by Enoch. Now, my beloved mother and sister had to rely on him for a living. Enoch was like a demon to me, and I suddenly didn't know how to face him.

I had been awakened by nightmares involving Enoch countless times.

Back then, Enoch was the one who invited me to the Imperial Garden to enjoy the flowers, but I happened to meet Clark there. After greeting Clark politely, I turned around to leave. Because I had been practicing dancing since I was little, I had excellent balance. But at that time, I somehow stepped on something and lost my balance. When I was about to fall, Clark quickly caught me.

At that moment, Enoch arrived with a group of people and pointed directly at me and Clark, accusing us of having an affair.

"Laura Herrington, you are the Crown Princess and the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Norland. How could you do something so shameless?" With that, Enoch turned his face and said to his imperial guards, "Take them down. Let His Majesty decide their fate!"

Enoch's face was cold. He acted as if I had done something unforgivable. Yesterday, we still enjoyed our moment together. But today, I became nothing more than a tool for him to eliminate his dissidents.

My father, Gilbert, was a founding general, and half of the officials in the imperial court were his students. Under pressure from Gilbert's students, the Emperor could only command to confine Gilbert to the Herrington's mansion.

Gilbert, who had always doted on me, pointed at me and cursed, "I have lived a righteous and upright life my whole life. How could I have such a shameless daughter like you?"

Gilbert was so angry that he even spat out a mouthful of blood.

Davina was afraid that I would continue to provoke Gilbert, so she sent me back to my own room.

However, in the middle of that night, Enoch broke into my house with his men and declared, "Laura Herrington has disgraced the royal family. Considering that Marquis of Norland has made great contributions as a founding general, his daughter's death penalty can be waived, but punishment is inevitable. Laura Herrington, you will be sent to the military camp outside the borders immediately and serve as a slave there. Without summoning, you are not allowed to return to the capital!"

Gilbert lay unconscious on the bed, and Davina fainted when she heard that I was sent away.

After reading the imperial edict, Enoch said to me softly, "Laura, sorry. But I have to do this. Wait for me for a few years. I will find a way to bring you back!'

I couldn't believe that the man in front of me, whom I had admired and grown up with since childhood, would sacrifice me for the throne. He used to be so perfect and decent. But in the end, he chose the throne and sacrificed me.