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**You And Me by Lifehouse (Continued)**
“Then I prefer to die or be held captive.” Grand Empress said aloud with raged eyes darting at Carol, who was shaking under her incoherent gazed. Carol knew her words could get her killed right then and there; without her getting appreciated for all those years she had spent besides Empress, still…she said it.
“Wait, Empress, we must hear to what she wants to say least.” The late Emperor said softly holding the lady’s shoulders tightly trying to calm her perplexed nerves. He knew this road he was convincing her to walk could part their ways for eternity, but if she was safe and his children were beyond harm; he was certain he could carry on with the choices, no matter how hard they were for him to make.
