Unfortunately all good things must come to an end. During the time that Siraya and Alia were "reuniting", the children of the various noble and official families had rushed back home. The carriages left so fast, it caused some havoc in the streets of the capital, but the news spread quickly; The cannibal general was in the capital!

The news shocked the ruling class. Most of them thought she would have succumbed to her injuries somewhere they couldn't see, while others were focused on a different point.

The cannibal general seems to have a deep connection with the unfavored Princess. This revelation brought fear to some members of the royal family, especially the newly enthroned Emperor. He had ordered the sect under his control to kill this demon, but in the end it was that very sect that was found slaughtered. Now a week before the marriage of this sister, the biggest threat has returned to the capital and killed both the father and daughter of the minister of war's family, leaving only the prodigal son, who is probably drunk in a brothel somewhere. It's hard for him to believe that the cannibal general won't be used by the princess to deal with him.

Alia was a little worried about Siraya's safety, so when she woke up and saw that the afternoon had already come, it's no surprise to say she was shocked. Looking to her side, Siraya was no longer by her side. She quickly got up, ignoring the ache coming from her waist, and ran towards the door, directly bumping into Siraya who had just returned.

"Where have you been?" Alia asked worriedly.

Siraya answered "Went to have something to eat".

Alia saw that Siraya was safe and let out a sigh of relief, but at that moment, a faint smell of blood wafted over.

She looked at Siraya with a hint of inquiry "What did you eat?"

Siraya's eyes were filled with manic emotions, but she controlled herself to reply gently to Alia, "Your fiance".

Alia had never seen Siraya's mania, but she knew that behind the gentle way Siraya treated her, there was a terrible monster, but she didn't fear this monster. She loved all of Siraya, the good and the bad. So she didn't show disgust, nor did she reprimand her, which made Siraya's almost manic emotions calm down.

The two skipped past the conversation, and spent the remaining time peacefully. In fact the whole capital had a superficial sense of peace. No one questioned the deaths of the minister of war and his children. Even if the patrolling guards had found the half eaten corpse of the son, with a look of extreme terror encapsulated on his face.

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Only the wife of the minister of war dared to speak out, but obviously her words fell on deaf ears. No one wanted to offend that vicious monster, she had abilities above common sense, and the Emperor himself hadn't given an opinion, why would they jump out to do so first.

So the strangest occurrence took place in the capital during that time. All the officials continued doing their duty, acquiescing to the fact that the cannibal general, the empires most feared criminal could live open and above board in the princess's mansion.

Siraya didn't care what they were thinking. Alia had given her the list of officials that were involved in the framing of her family, and during this time she began to clean them up.

When they realised what she was doing, they tried to incite the rest of the officials, but just like with the wife of the minister of war, the officials and even the Emperor pretended to be deaf.

Screams of pain and fear rang out in the noble district night after night, and soon enough another mansion would be found slaughtered,from top to bottom, no living souls left.

Alia wasn't unaware of Siraya's more and more vicious acts, she had already guessed that she had begun to lose control of herself again, but even if it broke her heart, she kept accepting the facts. She pushed some of her people into the positions left by Siraya's revenge, hoping that when Siraya would eventually leave, she could protect herself, and no longer be Siraya's burden.

The time came when Siraya became less and less sober, she knew that she would never hurt her Alia, but she didn't want her to see just how far she had fallen. Take it as her last selfishness, to maintain some semblance of dignity in front of her beloved.

Siraya looked at Alia sitting on the bed reading, and walked over, quietly kneeling beside her, before she could speak, Alia's voice appeared first.

"Are you leaving?"

Although it was a question, from Alia's tone, it could be seen she already had an answer.

"Yes, my love. I have to be on my way".

Even if Alia was expecting it, the answer still sent a pain through her heart. The two of them shouldn't have been like this. They should have married, going to the border where Siraya would defend the country, and she would take care of her brave general.

Not like now, separated for long periods of time, only getting to see the other for a number of days, before having to leave again. One a terrifying criminal, and the other, a thorn in the side of the new Emperor. This shouldn't have been their fate. How much she hated that the two of them were born with the identities they have, how much she hoped for a peaceful life with her lover. But she knew that was a luxury they'd never be blessed with. So with anguish in her heart, and tears in her eyes, she managed to let out a hoarse voice.

"Go".

The night Siraya left, all the nobles and officials received the news. Many were relieved, many angry. Some wanted to deal with the princess who clearly had an obscene relationship with the cannibal General. However many of them quickly hid that thought, the memory of the mansions in the last few days, a constant reminder to the ire of that monster. None dared to pull the tigers whiskers, the consequences were not something they could bare.