Prologue
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"I... love you."
He whispered with remaining strength ere his eyelids dropped and darkness engulfed everything.
It only took three minutes... three minutes for a happy scenario to turn sad. Three minutes since he instructed me to move aside.
Two and a half minutes from the moment, he ran his way to me with fear in his eyes.
Thirty seconds since...
An audible sigh escaped my mouth and I stifled a sob pressing my hands behind his head.
At that moment it didn't matter that the blood was soiling an expensive custom-designed dress, I could only care about my beloved whose head rested on my lap. All I wished for was his bleeding to stop... there was so much blood... red all around...
The opulent surrounding and the people encircling us also relegated to mere hazy voices.
Unable to breathe, featherbrained and drained of all my living force I struggled to remain conscious.
Gloomy environing emitted hopelessness which only added to my miseries. The elegant decoration of the palace hall creating the illusion of heaven seemed worse than the perdition for it became the locus of beginning of my end.
Keeping the drowsiness at the bay my gaze fell on my beloved. His face remained unclear because of the tears but I easily reciprocated the translucent image with a clear one.
I wanted to yell and ask these questions from the sleeping figure encapsulated in serenity...Why in the world did he stand in front of me?
..Why?
The bullet was meant for me, they weren't aiming for the Prince but Prince's lover.
Though he already provided me with a reason for all my possible complains, a reason which directed me to blame myself, a reason I would have rendered if our places were switched.
"I... love you."
Taking a deep breath I remained ignoramus to black spots before my eyes.
"I love you too," Uttering, tears rolled from the corner of my eyes.
As I immersed in the dark, my head collided with his chest.
If only I was foretold that this would be my last face to face conversation with him for a long while... and the miseries which were to befall me... I must have held on to him for few more moments not letting the darkness embrace me.
- Writer
