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"Get me my wife"

Prince Aiken walked into the room, his lips shaking as he stared at his sister’s corpse lying there on the bed. Her face had gone white and pale already, so obvious she was really nothing but a corpse at that moment.

He whimpered, a tear dropping from his eye as he got to the bed and lifted her head to rest on his chest.

"Anya" His voice was shaking.

“I’m so sorry… I’m so sorry”.

Yes, he was so sorry because he killed his own sister; he poisoned his own sister.

Hot tears gushed down his cheeks; tears filled with pain and regrets. He never wanted to do it. The drink was meant for Carlotta. Damn it! It was meant for Carlotta, not his sister. Why the hell did she have to be the one to drink it, huh?

He wept more with her head still on his chest. Oh! If only he could have turn back the hands of time. If only he could reverse everything and make this moment nothing but a dream. So many regrets… so many.

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