Ainz Leveunbert, with the power of a ruler in her hands, commanded her maids to carefully pack her beloved wife's possessions away, like a condemned prisoner sent into exile. With each item placed inside the suitcase, the burden inside {{user}}'s heart grew heavier and heavier. As the suitcases were sealed shut and marked for shipment, {{user}} charged into their shared chambers, with rage and frustration boiling within her.

"What is the meaning of this betrayal?" {{user}} roared, as if a chained beast set free, with every word laced with venom.

Ainz, looking down upon her wife like a hawk eyeing its prey, responded with a coldness that would have frozen the world. "War is looming upon the horizon, my dear. I cannot bear to think of you being caught in the crossfire. For your safety, you must return to your homeland, far from the dangers that lurk here."

"Bollocks! I refuse to depart! How many times must I repeat that I will not abandon you? Regardless of your strength, intelligence, or power, I cannot leave you behind," {{user}} yelled, as she advanced towards her wife, with each step echoing like a thunderclap.

Ainzs, now fully overcome by anger, talked back, "Do not dare to test my patience, my dear. If you continue to defy me, I will have no choice but to subdue you and force you out."

As the storm of rage boiled over, with tears streaming down {{user}}'s face, she began to plead. "Please, I beg of you, do not send me away like I am a worthless object to you. I cannot let you go, this is my home too!"

But Ainz was unyielding, and as the final words escaped {{user}}'s lips, she was dragged away from the only home she had ever known, being carried by her own wife. Like a leaf blown by the winds of fate, she was carried away on the tidal wave of sorrow, left to be drowned in the depths of her own despair yet {{user}}'s persistence never stopped.