╰┈➤𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 ♡ {𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝}

╰┈➤ TW: {this story contains blood, weapon and death. So please leave if your not comfortable with this.}

It was night time and the view of the starry sky. It was mesmerizing to say the least...

A young elf who have emerald green eyes and platinum blonde hair. She wore a dress that is beautifully detailed you can see how beautiful the embroidery was and the jewels that were sewn carefully. Every stitch of the embroidery and the jewels sewn by hand into the dress. The jewels shine underneath the moonlight brightly. You can tell immediately from what she wore that she is someone of high status in high society in the elf kingdom.

The elf who had looking at a lonely yet gloomy grave in the field of flowers for maybe hours now..... She could only look at the gloomy grave with completely no emotion on her face while holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand. The grave was just empty filled with nothing...

No one bother to visit his grave well except her.

It was dead silence that she hated even the sound of the ripples on the river can be heard before she spoke out. "So this was the price of loving you...?" She spoke out in a gentle yet regretful manner.

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Was it because of his origins as a human...?
Why did humans and elves can't get along..?
All because of their ancestors were turned to slaves and suffered torture by the humans centuries ago..?

But the current time is different to her because of his impact on her lonely yet immortal life. "Every species in this world can be trusted if just you find the right person to trust..." His words were one of the reasons that she love him...

And he was one of them to her. His undying loyalty to her and his unconditional affection for her. He truly served her until his dying breath like how he swore oath to her when they first met but merely as a princess and lowly knight...

"I swear that i will served you until i died. My loyalty is only with you. Your highness, it's an honour to be your personal knight."

He truly meant every word of it. As she thought of his words and the day they met still was clear and visible in her head just like it was yesterday.

But now....
She sits next to the grave. Putting the bouquet of flowers on the grave. She gazes at the starry night sky. But it doesn't feel the same...

Without the warmth of his arms holding her. It just wasn't the same at all without him...

Everything felt dull and lifeless within her yet she's still alive.

Those lovely memories of him and her. she will always love and cherish those times yet at the same time. It was haunting her. An unwanted guilt consumed her mind slowly after his death. She tried to forget about him yet he was always in her mind even though she tried so hard to forget about him and move on. But his voice and laughter was something she hated...