The prince's wife is dancing with him in this dark, gloomy ballroom as if they were madly in love once again.
But then the prince's face starts to rot, and it shows a corpse dancing with her.
It was in the wife's imagination and the prince was really lying dead in the center of the ballroom with the moonlight shining on his cold, pale face as he's soaking in his own blood.
The wife stopped and for a moment there, her hallucination broke and she saw his lifeless body on the floor.
The man whom she thought she was dancing with just a moment ago.
She began crying uncontrollably but then slowly reveals a wicked grin stretched upon her face as if she was crying not from grief but from pure delight.
The storm outside the castle creates this ominous sound and atmosphere.
Then as lightning strikes, you could catch a glimpse of her continuing her dance, holding nothing but the illusion of her beloved husband whilst she hummed the tune of music that never existed.
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Collection Of Dark POVs. Vol. 2
Short StoryThe princess didn't regret killing her father, come to think of it, she didn't feel anything at all. Such a small price to pay for power...
