“Time is a fleeting thing, and it seemed that ours was up. I fought endlessly to save you from her wrath, and I did; however, I won’t be able to keep my promise to you. She caught me and now I am on my knees before the crowd. I see you hidden in the front holding the white rose I gave you. Before I lower my head, I only hope you caught the words that I whispered to you. I love you. The last thing that I hear is I love you too before the queen yells, “Off with his head!” by Grim Angel

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