How could my life end like this. With the sword stuck right into my heart. the blood that flowed like water soaked my white dress. Together with my consciousness that is fading. I who was lying on my throne. looked up to a man with his dark navy hair, red eyes, and a sharp jawline as sharp as his eyes that pirecing in to me. “why ? why do you kill me ? “what am I doing so wrong to you ?” “why am I deserve to got it “ “I just want to live my life” That man just standing there while stuck his sword in me. I looked at him . Why that man has a sad face ?. why he has that kind of look. You are the one who killed me. Are you pitying me right now?. Am I see it wrong , my eyes become blurry, and its just close slowly that way.