[Didn't you say that we would always be together?
Why did you leave me?
[Ethel, wake up, we agreed to escape from this hellish place together...]
[I am a child born with sin, and that sword is the punishment I deserve.
[But, but, you are so beautiful and noble, why did God let you suffer for me?
[Please, Ethel, please, you must be lying to me, get up quickly, I won't blame you...]
[Ethel tried her best to open her eyes, but she couldn't focus.
[Don't cry, don't cry, you are the child blessed by love.
[Xibel, without that ridiculous marriage, without me, you should be ordinary, happy, and happy.
[Just think of it as something I gave back to you.
My sweetheart.
[She trembled her lips gently and said in a weak voice:]
[Xibel, live on, live well for me.
I love you forever.
[I will use the 100,000 roses in front of the tomb to express your endless thoughts.
Ethel Morton×Sybel Morris
The tough, brave, lively and straightforward young lady × the gentle, weak and loving little serf who loves painting
BE, manor + serfdom setting, the history of magic modification can be viewed directly as an imaginary one. The two have the same father and mother, but they didn't know until the end that they wanted to avoid lightning. There is no difference between the left and the right, we only talk sincerely, we have a mountain of private things, and we are very tolerant.
I estimate there will be twenty or thirty chapters, which will be completed in about a month, usually one or two chapters a day. Cute newbie begging for support!
Intention: What you love is separated by mountains and seas, and mountains and seas cannot be leveled.