Princess Cordelia felt herself going still as she stared at her late fiancé in horror. "Prince Cooper?" She asked slowly, her eyes widening as realization struck her. "You're alive!" She yelled. Her eyes almost filled with joy when she noticed the sword in his hand, wet with blood. Her mouth parted as she slumped on her knees, dropping her head as tears rolled down her cheeks. "Why?" Was all she managed to choke out.
"Ah... ma chérie," He said, walking up to her and crouching right by her side. He attempted to comfort her by running his hands up and down her back. "There is no point in crying for the dead. They are dead for a reason and crying is just a waste of time." He said, leaning a little towards her. "I heard that you cried for me. Did you miss me, Cordelia?" His breath fanned aga
