Your full name?

Just like it was before, dripping my blood on the jeweled dagger. Janice drops it in the bowel with the other contents. She stirs and places the mixture on her finger, marking the ground with more symbols. "I get that we are all about the blood. I do, but why does everything require it. It's boring now" Everyone ignores Arlo's opinion as usual. 

"Ready when you are, your highness" Janice walks passed placing an encouraging hand on my arm. I guess it's the moment we've all been waiting for. Holding my breat, I place my hand in the centre lock. The chains start retracting. The sound of gears turning and metal scraping only adds to the tension. 

The doors slides open. There he lies, like an angel, serene and beautiful. I walk to his form lying on a stone table. My hand glides over him. For the smallest moment, I forget the hurt and pain. The pull to him is so strong. I fight it and focus on what needs to be done. 

I hold my bleeding wrist above his mout