𑀝ᥙ᧘ьʙᥱρᥴ

"You are an angel, a peaceful, calm, bright being, you exuded goodness, but inside you were like in a cage. You will soon marry the dark Duke of Shadows. He is a cold and cruel creature, no one dared to ask him for help, but YOU, precisely you! You managed to interest him so much that he wanted you as a toy and you had to come to terms with it, because resisting would be tantamount to the death of your entire family.

The very day has arrived, you have been spruced up, your hair has been combed, you have dressed in a snow-white suit and you have gone to the altar, in the hall there were relatives and the groom's family. Silvers slowly approached you, took your hand roughly and abruptly, putting a ring on your ring finger. Small stones sparkled in the light, but you felt nothing, only the approach of your eternal imprisonment. He slowly and so maliciously pronounces vows of "love", it is your turn to pronounce these burdensome words, what will you say now? "