Anna found herself alone once again. The icy restraints gripping her wrists offered some comfort in the gloomy dungeon. With a chilling finality, the stone door closed, plunging her into an endless darkness and loneliness. Deprived of even the most basic needs, food and water, the empty feeling in her stomach mirrored the void in her heart."My dear Master, even though my memory of you is lost, I still feel a deep love for you in my heart. I wonder, do you feel the same way about me? I often find myself yearning for your presence, longing to know what you are doing at this very moment. Please tell me, where are you? and I miss you more than words can express.In the deep dungeon abyss, Anna's life faded. Every breath became a battle, a desperate plea for life. Her once healthy body, is now fragile, tormented by starvation and dehydration. The cold touch of death drew nearer, tempting her to surrender. Yet, on the edge of oblivion, Anna held onto her love for Jean."I wanted to have m
"Where are you off to at this late hour, husband?" Lady Yessica, Jean's wife, exclaimed with a mix of curiosity and concern, squinting as she noticed Jean's surprisingly formal outfit. "Why did you get the carriage ready? Everyone in the castle is sound asleep."Jean paused, he carefully chose his words. "I... I need to visit my old friend, Lord Kingsley, Yessica," he finally replied."Or is it your old slave? Are you going to see her, Jean?" Yessica questioned sharply. Her gaze bore into Jean's, searching for any sign of deception.Jean feigned confusion as if he didn't understand Yessica at all. "Who... who are you referring to?""Anna. Don't think I haven't noticed," Yessica's voice trembled with hurt and accusation. "The way your eyes betray you when her name comes up? The way you've kept her picture all these years? I'm your wife, Jean, not a fool.""My lady..." Jean began, his voice tinged with guilt, struggling to find the right words to ease Yessica's pain.But Yessica cut him
The dungeon was like a nightmare, where light ran away and sounds vanished. As Jean entered the suffocating darkness, a sense of dread gripped him. He followed Gregory, each step echoing on the cold ground.Finally, they arrived. The cell was an echo of despair, its iron bars a cruel barrier, separating its occupant from the world beyond.Jean, filled with determination, approached the iron door of the cell, the heavy metallic scent invading his senses. With a cold, heavy key that Gregory have him, he unlocked the door, the grating sound echoing through the silence. As he stepped inside, the gravity of the moment weighed heavily on his heart, he will soon reunite with the woman he loved with all his heart, Anna.And there, in the heart of this darkness, was Anna. She lay motionless on the cold stone floor, her once vibrant spirit extinguished. Her hair, once full of life, was now matted and lifeless. The clothes she wore were nothing more than tattered rags, a testament to her sufferi
Jean, feeling devastated, found himself burying Anna all by himself in the empty graveyard. The weight of sadness weighed heavily on his shoulders as he painfully dug into the ground, missing the presence of any helping hands. Eberfraid, his older brother, stood nearby with a stern look, making it clear that no one should offer assistance.After burying her, he solemnly said to Eberfraid that he would spend time by her grave."You can't fuck dead girl," Eberfraid uttered with disgust, spitting onto Anna's grave before departing, leaving Jean alone with her dead girl.Jean sat beside Anna's grave, the cold wind biting into his skin, seemingly mirroring the cold emptiness within him."My brown-eyed love," he began, his voice barely a whisper, "I did so many wrong things to you. I feel like this pain is enough to kill me so I can be reunited with you, my love. And God knows how I regret not confessing my love for you when I had the chance. I regret not fighting for our love, for letting
For centuries, Jean wandered the earth, his once clear purpose becoming a distant echo in his immortal existence. He walked through countless epochs, observed civilizations rise and fall, and saw the face of the world change in ways he could never have imagined. As the years turned into decades, and decades into centuries, the world around him became a blur. The faces, the names, the places - they all began to merge into one, an indistinguishable haze of experiences. The figure of Anna, the woman he had once loved so deeply, started to fade from his memory, her image distorted by the countless faces he had encountered. His mind, once sharp and focused, was now clouded with confusion. Memories of his past life seemed like fragments of a dream, disjointed and elusive. The love he had for Anna, the promise he had made to Thanaros, all were lost in his distorted mind. He lived among humans, but he was not one of them. He was an ageless being, trapped in a cycle of endless wandering and
Once upon a time in the 16th century AD...In the middle of the vast ocean. In the dark night without the slightest light except from the stars and the moon. I lay on a floating ship's door. There are so many corpses around me. They weren't dead from drowning. They were all dead from freezing. Their frozen corpses float in this ocean. The ocean water is so cold and piercing my skin, even my red hair has frozen.The mainland may be hundreds of kilometres away. I can't even move an inch. I'm not submerged in this cold seawater, but I feel like i almost frozen like everyone else. And soon enough, I might die."There's no one here. No one can help me. They all died. I am alone. Oh, why am I the last one to die? Is death as painful as it is told in books?" I thought.The cold numbed my brain, and I lost most of my memories. I remembered that my family also died because they had nowhere to float as I did. My grandfather asked me to climb on top of this ship's door. He save my life instead t
"Don't worry, my lady. I will be a good master. I take full responsibility for your safety." He said after he threw some money at the slave master. That money was the price of my freedom. My life belongs to him now. Then, Prince Erwin took me to his private chamber inside the palace. I was impressed to see his neat, beautiful, and luxurious chamber. He then put me on the bed. To the guards outside his chamber, he ordered:"Get the physician and Madam Margaret."Then, he walked over and sat near me. "You are mine now, do you understand?""I am a slave, your slave. I accept my fate, master. So, what do you want me to do? Do you want me to comb your beautiful blonde hair? Or help you put on your nightgown? Or empty your chamber pot? Or what, master?" I said with a mocking tone without looking at him. "You are so cute, my lady." The prince then looked at me intently. He stroked my face. The thumb of his right hand pressed the center of my lips. He lifted my chin and forced me to make
"Oh dear baby, what happened? Why are you crying?" asked Prince Erwin while he wiped my tears with his thumb.Madam Alisya had thrown me to his chamber and left me alone with him."Tell me, Anna, who hurt you?""Why should I tell you? It's none of your business. We don't know each other. You're a stranger to me," I said as I slapped his hands.The Prince lifted my chin and forced me to look at his face."Dear, you are very pretty, but you are a little rude. Do you know that you can be beheaded for saying something rude like that to me?""I know. You can do it if you want to. Draw your sword and slit my throat. Honestly, I do not know why I had to stay alive. Life and death are the same to me. Death seems happier since I feel nothing. At least I can meet my family at paradise." I said with tears in my eyes.The Prince picked up a dagger from his work desk. Then, he pointed the dagger at my face, right in my nose, between my eyes."Close your eyes." The Prince said. I closed my eyes, p