Emma gasps heavily as Anastasia continued pumping her stomach, her charcoal colored wings covered them protectively. As soon as Emma was able to calm down, she started to sob.
"Why would someone as evil as you protect someone as low as I?" Anastasia gave her a small smile, picking her up bridal style.
"It is true, my wings are covered with blood, and my hear was as cold, but it was you who set me free." She spreader her wings, lifting slowly in the air. "You are my princess, and I'll shall be you knight."