Empress Yelena Darkmore

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Watching her walk towards him, watching her dressed as his Empress was everything he ever asked for, everything he ever wanted, and everything he needed. 'Finally' he breathed a thought... At long last, she was his Empress, she was finally and completely his. No one will take this joy from him, no one, not even her people. She shall forever be with him, an eternity just like they planned.

'Everything will fall into place' no one will lay a hand on her, no one will disrespect her and no one will bring her sadness, all who oppose them before shall know death, all who broke them apart shall be erased, every last one of them.

She was his empress, she was his soulmate, she was his light, she was everything a man would ever ask for. She came closer and closer to him and then he could see just how much of a beauty she is, her beauty was compared to none in this hall, for she out-shined them all, she was... perfect. She was glorious, she was astounding.