Гибискус как картина - Глава 5
“Me? What wouldn’t a prince protected by God dare to do?” The prince laughed. “Alright, miss, I’d like to speak with you alone for a few minutes.” He whispered something to the princess, and she left.
---Magpie Bridge Fairy
Reply [15]: The prince walked around casually. “Miss, what do you want to say? I’m listening,” he said impatiently.
“Kiss me, Harry!” Louisa’s voice was gentle and deep. “Kiss me one last time, because we once loved each other.”
"Miss, but I'm already tired of you..."
Louisa suddenly ripped open her clothes, revealing her soft, white breasts. "Kiss me, Harry," she said, taking a step forward.
The prince stared greedily at her round, full breasts; I could see he was tempted. He swallowed hard and slowly, almost involuntarily, approached Louisa. "Very well, my lady, since you have so earnestly begged me, I will grant your wish." He roughly embraced her and lowered his head to kiss her.
I closed my eyes in agony, my heart clenching. But what could I say? Louisa needed to end her love affair with the prince, her unforgettable first love, everything she had ever had!
Just then, I heard the door being pushed open violently. Opening my eyes, I saw the Prime Minister, Queen Vinyasa, the Princess, and several guards standing in the doorway. Queen Anna let out an angry scream. The two people embracing seemed not to hear her, still holding each other tightly.
“Your Highness—” The Prime Minister took a few steps forward.
The prince did not answer; his body slowly slumped to the ground. Louisa watched as the prince slipped and fell to the ground, his hands hanging limply at her sides.
Blood! I saw blood on Louisa's lips!
“Oh God! She killed His Highness!” the Prime Minister cried out in horror.
The princess screamed and collapsed to the ground.
"The devil, oh the devil!" Queen Anna cried out shrilly, pointing at Louisa. "Guards—"
“Look at what you’ve lost! This is my curse upon you!” Louisa’s eyes were wide open, staring coldly ahead. She slowly raised her hand, holding a pointed wooden stake shaped like a cross.
"Luisa, no—" I cried out desperately, and smashed the window open.
But in that instant, Louisa used all her strength to plunge the sharp wooden stake into her heart. Blood gushed from her chest, staining her snow-white breasts crimson. I saw her turn her face, her eyes shining as she looked at me, a smile playing on her lips: "Quide, farewell—"
In an instant, a fierce wind arose, extinguishing most of the candlelight in the palace. Amidst the gasps of the crowd, Louisa's body turned to ashes. The fine, grayish-white particles were swept out of the window by the wind, leaving only a pair of blood-stained crystal shoes and a necklace where Louisa had once stood.
Everyone was stunned. I knelt on the ground, tears blurring my vision. Through my hazy vision, I sensed the Prime Minister approaching. The necklace caught his attention; he picked it up and opened the small box attached to it. I heard a strange groan escape from his throat.
"Anna!" he cried out, "This is your portrait!"
And so, Luisa left me forever. Do you want to know what happened to me? There was no future. For me, Luisa's death filled me with utter despair for life in the darkness. She took all my love, and she took away the last vestiges of my humanity. In the days to come, I have nothing left but memories. Perhaps you don't believe this is the true nature of fairy tales, but it truly happened, regardless of your attitude towards it. And in this world, it may still be happening somewhere in another form.