MAGDALENA'S POV
As the weight of my son's disappearance continued to bear down on me, I found myself drowning in a sea of tears.
The unbearable pain and anxiety that consumed me left me feeling helpless and utterly insane.
In my desperate search for answers, I made the impulsive decision to storm into the Ives palace, hoping to find someone who could help me in my time of need.
Upon arrival, I pleaded with the authorities for assistance, but my frantic state only served to push them away.
It seemed as though no one was willing to listen to my cries for help.
However, amidst the chaos, Emperor Randolf took notice of my plight.
His compassionate nature compelled him to step forward and offer me an audience, allowing me to share my desperate pleas with him.
In that moment, I felt a glimmer of hope as I poured my heart out to the emperor, praying that he could use his influence and resources to help locate my missing son.
I clung to the belief that there was still a chance to bring him back and restore some semblance of normalcy to our lives.
EMPEROR RANDOLF'S POV
As I sat across from the emotionally drained Magdalena in my office within the palace walls, I couldn't help but be moved by her raw vulnerability.
Her tears flowed freely as she repeatedly mentioned the name "Thomas," her son who had mysteriously vanished.
In an attempt to gather more information, I inquired about any possible leads or details that could help us locate Thomas.
Magdalena's story unfolded, painting a picture of a complex web of relationships and betrayals.
She claimed that General Matt held her son captive due to a long-standing grudge against her, stemming from her affair with his best friend.
This, in turn, had led to the execution of Matt's sister, further complicating the situation.
The revelation that Magdalena was Thomas' mother left me both shocked and saddened.
It was clear that she had faced numerous hardships in her life.
Witnessing Magdalena's unrelenting anguish as she cried out for her son, Thomas, was truly heart-wrenching.
"PLEASE, HELP ME, HELP ME FIND MY SON!"
It was clear that she held onto hope, believing that he was still safe and could be found.
However, the harsh reality was that Thomas had passed away long ago, and his body was being kept by Astrid.
As the emperor, I knew that breaking this devastating news to Magdalena would be one of the most challenging and empathetic tasks I had ever faced.
I could only imagine the immense pain and grief she would experience upon learning the truth.
As I prepared to share the heart-wrenching truth with Magdalena, I knew that the news would be difficult to accept and could potentially push her to the edge.
I proceeded with caution, carefully explaining the circumstances surrounding Thomas' death and Astrid's involvement.
Despite my efforts to be gentle and truthful, Magdalena's initial reaction was one of disbelief and anger.
Her emotions were understandably raw, and she lashed out, accusing me of lying.
"YOU'RE A LIAR, HE ISN'T DEAD!"
Her outburst was a natural response to the overwhelming grief and despair she was experiencing.
As her anger escalated, and she began to exhibit signs of going "insane" and engaging in physical aggression, it became apparent that I needed to act quickly to de-escalate the situation.
My priority was to ensure her safety, as well as the safety of everyone present in the room.
MAGDALENA'S POV
As the events unfolded, I found myself struggling to comprehend the reality of the situation.
My mind was clouded with disbelief and denial, as I desperately clung to the hope that my son, Thomas, was still alive.
The emperor's words seemed too unbearable to accept, and I lashed out in anger, screaming and becoming physically agitated.
In my frenzied state, I vehemently denied the accusations, insisting that my son was safe and sound.
My emotions were raw and uncontrollable, as I shouted at the emperor, accusing him and everyone else of lying to me.
My son is a strong man, it's impossible that he's dead.
The guards held me firmly, trying to calm me down and prevent any potential harm to myself or others.
My screams echoed through the room, as I fought against their grasp, unable to reconcile the devastating truth about Thomas.
As I was forcibly escorted out of the room, I continued to scream, my heart aching with the weight of the unimaginable loss I had yet to fully accept.
"HE'S NOT DEAD!"
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Black Magic
Mystery / ThrillerA woman in the 19th century curses her husband with black magic, she doesn't know the exchange of that, it might end her whole bloodline.
