"!?! Stop!!?"
"I don't want to."
"S-stop it Ewelina... Please..."
Halting his motion once more as the edge was pointed at him so he would stay placed Aslak, stuttered afraid of the red leaving her easily. Clenching his everything as the woman's insane sorrow was capable of unimaginable actions.
".... I want to die, Archduke." — Watching how smoothly the red flowed from the cut, Ewelina sighed breathlessly as if under common exhaustion. Ensimismated on the thick stream staining her limb, dress and ground, resounding loudly in the eyes of the spouses.
"D-don't say that…" — Scared of moving, Aslak begged with fright in his sound. Ignorant of what to do so the woman would cease harming herself that also hurt him the more Ewelina's eyes became void of life.