*Third person POV*
In a dark dungeon, contrasting with the unsettling sight of the dim light and the damp ground, sat a woman so beautiful that even this dark and oppressive atmosphere couldn't diminish her beauty. She was sitting on a hard stone bed, and the dim white moonlight that filtered through the cell window fell directly into her hair. If you could forget the environment, her shiny black hair would seem very attractive to you. In fact, she was still very attractive, even in this gloomy setting.
Tears were streaming down from Roxanne's emerald green eyes, though she didn't know why. Hadn't she helped the man she loved? All her life, she had wanted to be a wife worthy of standing beside Ethan, and she had finally succeeded... So why was she sad? Was it the reality that she would soon be executed and never see Ethan again, or was it because she didn't know whether Ethan was safe at this moment? Who could say?
