The Empress Dowager gazed intently at the door. As the sound of wooden wheels grinding against the bluestone pavement grew closer, her heart began to pound more frantically.
The man she had dreamed of countless times, yet had not seen in reality for over twenty years—was he about to appear? Her heartbeat quickened, her expression tightened. Yet, a sense of irony pricked her heart.
She had imagined their reunion so many times, but she never thought it would be like this: at the Ministry of Justice, outside a prison cell, just after she had wept her heart out.
