A fairytale of a beautiful maiden, the beloved Frost Flower Princess was supposed to be staying in the comfort of her castle masquerading as a cage to protect her from the dangers outside, imprisoned by her own brothers.
That is, until a mysteriou...
* "Choose me or your pyre. Be mine or you will burn."
** Noble Bell College - Bell Tower, Top Floor
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Every single firelotus wilted from the overwhelming magic radiating from the chimes of the Bell of Solace. Y/n gently released Rollo, who slumped in defeat, grief and frustration clouding his eyes as she looked on with a twinge of sympathy.
Vanitas quickly stepped forward, kneeling beside Y/n with a dark, calculating expression. His mind was already racing with plans — drastic measures if necessary.
"All of the flowers are wilting!" Azul exclaimed, relief evident in his voice.
"Yes, and look outside." Malleus said, glancing over the cityscape. "You can see them disappearing from the cityscape. We've managed to nip them in the bud before they could spread beyond the city limits. Now we can eradicate them."
"Yup, the Bell of Solace is one OP artifact." Idia grinned, impressed.
"*sob* *sniff* *sob*" Rollo's sobs broke the tense air. "The firelotuses... My flowers, my salvation, they're all withering away..." He clenched his fists, eyes blazing as he snapped up at the group. "You VILLAINS. What have you done?! Now Y/n could never be free from her pain!"
Azul pulled Y/n gently away, keeping her safe from Rollo's rising fury. "There's clearly only one villain here, and that's you."
Malleus's brow furrowed. "Not so from Flamme's perspective. He seems to truly believe he's in the right."
"I'm sure he does. It's probably the only way he can sleep at night." Azul said with a sneer. "What a pitiful man."
"No. Delusional is what he is," Vanitas grumbled, placing a hand gently on Y/n's forehead as he checked her condition, his dark eyes flickering with concern.
