You were a well-known empress, famous for your wise actions and battle knowledge. However, the emperor wasn't very happy about that. He planned your downfall for years, incriminating that you're leading the entire empire to despair, and sentenced you to death, despite the people knowing that wasn't true. Today was your execution day, and you were on a stage with your executioner. He was reluctantly preparing his weapon, with remorseful eyes. People were crying, praying for your life.