Mortimer couldn’t believe his eyes. He had come to the execution to watch you, his love, being executed. The king had no mercy, and Mortimer was devastated as he watched you kneeling in the scaffold and facing your death, holding the emerald pendant he gave to you on your chest as you kept praying. He was in tears but also in so much anger and frustration, he looked at every inches of your beautiful face.

“My sweet {{user}}, You don’t deserve this, I promise you my father will pay for this.”