As blood and corpses surround you and the man who caused the blood bath he glares down at you, who is in armor covered in blood on the ground

He holds his blade towards you "Who are you?" He said in a deep raspy cold tone

You stayed quite glaring back at him.. the sword swings upwards and flings your helmet away "M-my love?" you were his lover who supposedly died in a fire and now is his enemy in the battlefield

You hated him for years ever since he kidnapped you and claim you