Demetrius
When I persuaded Bethilda to be my beloved, my only reason for it was to know what's on her mind. I want to know more about her, her past, her life on earth that I used to live in. It was only for a short period of time and out of curiosity. I didn't mind about my invitation. I have never loved anyone before after the death of Felicidad. I didn't realize that I'd come this far. Loving her like I never loved anyone in my entire life.
Her brilliant smile, her colorful eyes. At first, I saw melancholy there. It was only that I could see. I never saw the pleasure of death inside her eyes, unlike what I always see inside Elizabeth's eyes. I was too curious. I never believed that I could meet someone who shares the face of a wicked princess, but is pure as the white snow.
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