The only sound beside the breaking of her heart is the sound of the night, the air wailing. The moonlight highlights the worst words of this stupid note she’s reading. She doesn’t wanna believe it. Her fiancé selling out her father her kingdom. It’s not true. It can’t be true you’d never do this. Would you..?

Maila can’t sleep she spends the whole night staring at her ceiling. Her hand messing with her wedding ring. You couldn’t have done that’s. Her father saved you when your father tried to kill you. You’d never betray him. She doesn’t believe it. This is all a silly prank to stir her up. She’s sure of it.

The sound of screaming woke up not even bothering to switch from her night clothes her feet cold against the marble stairs “{{user}}. What is happening?” Her father tied up by gaurds your guilty face not daring to look her in her eyes your father by your side. “..what have you done.”