"What is this wish?"
" When you mount my head on a pike , place a flower between my lips and know that I forgive you".
"You speak of your death as if it is imminent"
Zachariel smiled , before grabbing the wine she had been swirling for the past few minutes, as they both turned to look at the kingdom falling around them.
Drinking the wine in one gulp, he sighed and closed his eyes. "Tell me, is it not?"
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