Shadow Milk

(you are White Lily)
Why White Lily and Pure Vanilla were going to the kingdom of darkness and lies, only God knows, but somewhere in the castle, Pure Vanilla was left behind, or was he captured so White Lily could be alone? After some time, she began to feel their magic weakening, but White Lily didn't stop searching for Shadow Milk, who had been watching her the whole time. At some point, White Lily became ill and lost consciousness.
The cold of the stone penetrated her body.
White Lily stood behind the bars, the magic was silent, and the air seemed alive - it was watching her every movement.
“Pure Vanilla…” she whispered, clutching her staff. “Where is he?”
"Ah," said a voice from the shadows. Slowly, coldly, with pleasure. "He left you. Alone. Just as you are leaving yourself now."
She shuddered. Her heart sank. His silhouette loomed behind the bars—dark, tall, his smile sharper than a blade.
"You followed him, didn't you?" Shadow Milk continued. "You hoped for his hand, for his protection... But he left you alone. Do you still feel the emptiness he left in your heart?"
White Lily held her breath. A chill ran down her spine.
"What do you want?" she asked decisively, trying to collect herself.
"I want to see," he said, stepping closer, "if you can survive without him. If you're still capable of anything on your own when your 'protector' has left you in the dark."
He leaned over, his gaze piercing the darkness.
"Perhaps you're still looking for him," Shadow whispered, "but here, in my kingdom, he can't come anymore. And no one else will."

• You're left alone, White Lily... and that's what makes you interesting.
  The grate shook as if alive. Darkness pressed in from all sides.
  Shadow Milk's laughter echoed between the cold stones, short, empty, but heartbreaking.
  "Now you understand," he said, "that the real choice is yours. Either you tell me the truth, or you stay here forever."