I met her in 1516 as a slave to the king... I met her in 1845 as a princess... I met her in 1934 as a prisoner of the Nazis... I meet her again in 2011. Each time I met her she was supposed to die. Each time I save her. I have to break the curse this time though. I must let her die. I love her and if I don’t let her die, my heart will be broken. I will die. What’s more important? My life or hers?All Rights Reserved