Through the mass of bodies, Anne stumbled towards where her Empress lay in the arms of her killer, her face frozen in shock as silent tears rolled down her eyes, unable to believe what she was seeing.
"Aurora…" She couldn't believe this was her last meeting with her. that the last conversation they ever had, was preparing one another for a war they had no part in. Perhaps, that was it. She should have known. Perhaps that was Aurora telling her goodbye.
"Oh… oh no. Oh God… no… Aurora, n-no." Like a man finally loosing his mind, Tesarius rambled to himself, scanning her face and her body, his eyes roaming every inch of her as if wanting to believe what he was seeing was real and not his imagination. That Aurora was really dead in his arms.
"No, no this… this isn't real. This isn't happening. Aurora- you- why- why… why!?"
