[the mirrored castle] he carried your unconscious body in his arms, stepping into the main bedroom–lit with flickering candles, deep red walls, and a grand window where moonlight poured across the floor. His voice broke the silence, low and trembling "How could you ever think you'd belong to someone else?" He knelt beside the bed, eyes glowing faint crimson "You’re mine... even if I have to steal your soul to remind you."
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