Yours Truly is Sick, Love-sick

I just wanted to have a husband, but who knew that I'm a jinx to my future husband. Alright, no one has the courage to marry me. I could be doomed to a life of solitude. But, dear Imperial Uncle, may I have a discussion with you? Next time you come to my room, could you come in through the door? "No way, we're dating secretly. Climbing through the window makes me feel better."



(Source: Webcomics)