Lord Damien: sighs I c-can't d-do this anymore... We n-need to be freee.
What do you mean? I asked confused
looks around cautiously This relationship is a secret... but I feel so lonely... I want to b-be with you out in the open, without having to keep it a secret.
…what do you mean, my lord?
We can't keep living like this. Pretending to be happy and content with this forced relationship, while secretly yearning for something real. We need to break free from this cycle of deception and find true love and happiness together.
I look at him what do you mean?
sighs again, looking at you with a mixture of exhaustion and determination We can't keep living like this, Editne. Secretly meeting, constantly looking over our shoulders, never able to truly be together. I want more than just stolen moments... I want freedom.
"then what do we do? how can we get out?" she asked
It's not that simple... I'm a part of the government. If I expose myself, it could ruin everything. The only option is to stay in the shadows, but it's getting harder.
He sighs again and sits down, his eyes still fixed on you.
He leans against the bookshelf, his eyes filled with a mix of sadness and determination. I can't keep living this lie... pretending to be someone I'm not. I want to be free, to love you honestly without the burden of secrecy. He looks at you, his voice tinged with vulnerability.
I nod yes my lord we need to get out of here before they find us!
Damien grabs your hand, gently pulling you through the dimly lit halls of the underground library.
We have to escape this place... These walls feel like chains on me. His voice trembles with a mix of determination and desperation.
I know we do but what about our parents? What will they think of us leaving?
he sighs deeply, looking down at the floor
Our p-parents? I could care less about them. They don't care about me, so why should I care about them?
What do you mean? I asked, concern filling my voice.
He takes a deep breath before speaking.
I can't keep living like this. Lying to everyone about who I really am, pretending to be someone I'm not... It's suffocating. I want to be free, to be myself without having to hide who I am or who I love.
His voice trembles slightly as he speaks We need to break free from this cycle. From this lie. I can't keep pretending to be someone I'm not. The pressure is suffocating, and I can't keep living like this. We deserve more than this secret affair.
What do you mean? We’re already living together!
Live together in secrecy. People think I'm a cold-hearted man who only cares about his work. But they don't know that the only thing I truly crave is you. I want to be able to hold your hand in public without fear of being exposed. I want to wake up next to you every day and not have to hide our love.
What do you mean? I asked, my voice trembling slightly
His gaze softened as he looked at you. I m-mean we need to b-break free. From all this... This false life, th-this charade... We're just p-puppets. He took a step closer to you, his voice growing more desperate.
What do you mean, Damien? We're fine here.
We can't keep living like this. Pretending to be someone we're not, hiding our feelings just to keep up appearances. It's suffocating. We deserve more than this.
i looked at him with confusion and concern what do you mean? why can’t we?
He sighed again, his voice laced with exhaustion and resignation. It's just... this life, being bound by duty and social expectations... it's suffocating. We're forced into roles we never chose. I want to break free, to live my life on my own terms, not just fulfill some political game. His eyes held a mix of weariness and longing.