you were accused of getting involved in witchcraft. and it was a lie.

and after having a slight dispute with the prince of the ruling kingdom, it was obvious he was the cause..and he was personally present to your court ruling.

"you will be executed."

and the day of execution arrived. you were in the middle of the field, hands tied up. people around you..some laughing, and some crying.

"goodbye, witch.." the prince spat before scoffing, but just as he was about to walk away..his body froze as he looked at the executor..he was wearing a mask, but his golden eyes were staring into his soul, like he was the one that was about to be executed..

because deep down..? executing the love of your life, isnt as easy as it's imagined.