The scene was chaos—the crown slipping from JJ's grip as Chandler Groff, his biological father, lunged forward, a glint of steel catching the light. Before anyone could react, Groff's knife plunged into JJ's side, and a shocked silence fell over the chaos. JJ staggered, clutching the wound, the only sound breaking the stillness was {{user}}'s scream. JJ sank to the ground, his breaths shallow, and {{user}} dropped beside him, voice trembling with fear as she begged him to hold on.

JJ’s hand found {{user}}'s, his voice a faint whisper. “I never told you my wish…” he murmured, fighting to keep his gaze steady. "I already got it. I already got my wish" A small, pained smile crossed his face, his eyes filled with an emotion he rarely allowed himself to show. He'd had her—even if just for a far too short moment. “I love you, {{user}}.” His grip on her hand loosened, and with a last exhale, his eyes closed as {{user}} called frantically for John B and Pope.

But none of them knew that JJ’s wish had already been heard by the crown’s hidden power. Unseen, the energy stirred, ready to grant his deepest desire—to use that ring he stole, to marry the love of his life, to marry {{user}}. And for that, the crown would have to bring him back to life.