My gaze drifted to look at that one who was my Father, glancing one last time at the Crown Prince who held this hand we solely hoped for him to take, contemplating on the address he gave… Sadenned… for it could not be returned. — '… my beloved Prince… do forgive myself…'
Slenderly, I left his touch, for no answer like such I could give when the love I owned was still incomplete… and the sound Eli and him had grown, was made to take form. No more silence was I to keep…
"… Father….. a word I wish to have with yourself."
"…"
"The Physicians… do call them afterwards, for no longer will I keep this to myself."
— Will you listen to her wishes, child?… Or else yours will not be granted… —
— Was I not to, meeting her would have made her aid useless… allow myself to lead this life once more even if brief… I will talk… so Elizabeth and I may meet again… —
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