"........,"
Finally, the pitter-patter of hurried footsteps echoed through the halls, and Hans burst into the room, Bun-Bun clutched tightly in his arms.
Winter, the Marquis, trailed behind, his expression a mask of concern.
"........,"
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"........,"
"Everyone, out!"
I commanded as he stood before me, my voice cutting through the tension.
"I need to speak with the Marquis alone."
A chorus of hushed protests followed, but their hesitation was brief.
One by one, the medical staff and servants filed out, their faces etched with worry and a touch of curiosity.
Sandra lingered, her eyes pleading, before finally turning and leaving, pulling the door almost closed behind her.
With the room emptied, I turned to Winter, my heart pounding a frantic rhythm.
"Winter," I began, struggling to keep my voice steady.
He was supposedly my lover, so, no need to be formal.
A flicker of recognition crossed his face, a silent acknowledgement of our unspoken bond.
Winter probably knew everything going on by now.
He stared at me silently, his violet eyes reflecting a mix of sadness and pain for my state.
The weight of the moment bore down on me, and without thinking, I dropped to my knees before him.
I clasped his hand in mine, the cool silver of the rings that adorned his fingers a stark contrast to the heat of my desperation.
My lips brushed against his skin in a silent plea, tears welling up and spilling over.
"Please, Winter," I begged, my voice choked with emotion. "Save her. I'll do anything. Anything at all."
Winter's expression softened, his eyes filled with a profound sorrow that mirrored my own.
His gentle touch cradled my face, his thumb brushing away the salty tears.
"My love," he whispered, his voice a soothing balm. "I will do everything in my power."
A surge of gratitude and fear warred within me as I looked up into his eyes.
His lips met mine in a tender, reassuring kiss, a silent promise of hope.
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