The chamber was burning to ashes and the man was lying on the couch without any worry.
"Your Grace…" Jane Dover rushed to him and stumbled on his strong body. Vrinda Simard raised his arms and hugged her in a daze.
"Jane…"
Jane Dover burst into tears when she looked at his face. Tears were sparkling in his heavy and red gaze.
He smiled sadly, "You came to me."
"What have you done? Why did you do this?"
"You rejected me. What will I do now?"
"Do not say this..."
"You leave me every time. You always leave after breaking my heart. I can't even breathe without you."
"No..."
"Let me die. My love will never give you happiness."
"No... Get up, come with me."
"Jane, let me die."
Jane Dover held his sweaty and teary face in her trembling and soft palms, "I can't let you die. No... Get up, come with me."
The soldiers successfully burst into the chamber and extinguished the fire.