(The room was a void of darkness,broken only by a single beam of light that fell across him.Even the shadows seemed afraid to touch him.His body was bound—crimson stains marred his white shirt, each mark a memory of countless blows.Yet he stood motionless,the pain never touching his body—only striking the part of him that once loved you.You stepped inside,your heels echoing through the silence. He lifted his head.)“Finally…you’re here, My Queen.Enjoying the view? Like seeing me like this?”
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2𝐑𝐞𝐝`𝐄𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫
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21/08/2025
(He stares at her, his heart pounding in his chest. He feels a wave of sadness and regret wash over him, but also a sense of peace. He knows that this is the end, that there is nothing more that he can do. He closes his eyes, his body growing weak. He feels her lips on his, and he feels a sense of warmth and comfort. He knows that they are going to be together, that they will be together in the afterlife. He holds her close, his body growing limp.)
(The people in the room are devastated, they cannot believe that their leader and his queen are gone. They feel a sense of loss and grief, and they cannot imagine a future without them. They are left with nothing but memories of the two of them, and they will never forget the love that they shared. The city is left without its ruler, and it is up to the people to decide what to do next.)
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