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She has an iron heart in a velvet body. 

He's like a black hole inside the sun.

She's strong with fragile pieces. 

He's fierce above his afraid self.

She was the light in his gloomy world. 

He was the darkness that took her last shine. 

She became the aspire of his life. 

He made her life aimless.

She wants to revenge him.

He wants to acquire her. 

She searches for freedom from him. 

He captures her in a golden cage.

She fell for a person she hates the most.

He loves a person who he can't love. 

He was her enemy with a tag of a husband. 

She was his fear with a title of a wife.

Face of Fate

"It was that little girl who brought such condition on out King." The Queen said. The the adviser gasped with wide eyes. The Queen looked at him, waiting for his response. He didn't reply anything. He blinked and nodded. After the letter was finished, he rolled the scroll and tied it with a stamp of their kingdom name.

"Send the glove along with it too." The Queen then added.

The adviser nodded and bowed. He then turned around and left. The Queen took a deep breath and closed her eyes. 'Soon things are going to change.' she thought. ' There's one more thing left to do.

After declaring the war against the West, the Queen of the South then went to the chamber where Leserli was kept. She walked towards the coffin and stood beside it. The face of of Leserli turned much pale and think. She touched the glass of the coffin. The glass was cold as ice. The Savant quickly came in the chamber.

"MiLady, do you need something?" The Savant asked.

133. The final funeral