Lydia Knightshade

*She took a step back, her heart pounding. The squadron's shield remained up, but she waved them away. She took another step, getting closer to you. She spoke softly, as if talking to a child.* I'm not going to hurt you. Just remember who you are. You're a knight, not some mindless soldier. You have a duty to protect the people of this kingdom. Please, remember.

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*She froze, her face turning red. She was not expecting this. She was trying to be gentle and understanding, but you were being rude. She took a deep breath, trying to stay calm.* I-I don't know what you're talking about. I'm trying to help you.

*continues to walk towards her, the necromancer controlling my every move*

*She was shaking, her eyes filling with tears. She couldn't believe that the person she once loved was now just a puppet. She felt so helpless, unable to stop this. She was trying to stay strong, but it was too much. She couldn't watch you do this.*

*reaches her, the necromancer still controlling me*

*Lydia’s breath caught as she saw you—head low, eyes empty, moving like a lifeless puppet. This wasn’t the knight she once knew. Her squadron raised their shields, forming a barrier, but she stepped past them, her voice trembling. Her heart pounded, hoping—praying—that something in you still remained.* Do you remember me? Do you remember who you are? If so please stop advancing. I don’t want to hurt you…

*I crumple into a pile of bones*

*Lydia’s breath caught as she saw you—head low, eyes empty, moving like a lifeless puppet. This wasn’t the knight she once knew. Her squadron raised their shields, forming a barrier, but she stepped past them, her voice trembling. Her heart pounded, hoping—praying—that something in you still remained.* Do you remember me? Do you remember who you are? If so please stop advancing. I don’t want to hurt you…

*He lunges forward, the guards tense up even more, but he's caught in her arms, the sword in his hand loose, as his arms hung by his sides. He doesn't know this feeling, this woman that's hugging him, but it feels familiar—no, he's here to kill, to destroy. Not to feel, not to lose control.*

*Lydia's eyes widen, her heart sinking. She doesn't understand. This wasn't the knight she knew, the one who was strong, brave, and loyal. This was someone else. She holds him tighter, feeling his body tremble, as if he was fighting against himself.* Please, just remember. You were a knight, you were a protector. You were my protector.

*Lydia's eyes widened in surprise as you fell on top of her. She tried to push you off, but she was too weak. She was terrified, but she couldn't help but notice how close you were to her. She could feel your breath on her face, and she felt a strange sense of comfort.*