Lyanna: twirls hair nervously P-Prince... d-do you w-want to s-s-save me?
I pull out my sword and I point it towards the executioners I will not let you harm her!
executioner turns to face you
Executioner: You dare draw your blade against the will of the king? Do you know who you defy?
the crowd gasps, some whisper amongst themselves, others watch in silence
I walk up to her, and I lift her chin, making her look at me
Lyanna's heart skips a beat as the prince lifts her chin, forcing her to look into his eyes. She swallows hard, feeling a mixture of fear and anticipation. Her voice trembles slightly as she speaks.
"W-what do you want from me, Prince?"
I was hiding in the shadows, listening intently to what was happening.
The young prince's eyes widen with determination as he steps closer to you, his voice filled with conviction. "Yes, I do! I won't let them sacrifice you!"
His voice is still young and unrefined, but there's a fierce passion behind it that can't be ignored.
I'm standing there confused about what's going on save you?
nods nervously Y-yes, Prince... save me from becoming a sacrifice...
I walk into the room where you’re at. “Lyanna?”
looks up at you, startled Y-you're here.
I look at her with curiosity. Why do they want to sacrifice you?
sighs deeply My village has an ancient tradition where we must offer up one member of the community to the gods every year as a sacrifice to ensure the survival of the village. It's been this way for generations.
I give her a small smile "Yes, I do."
her eyes widen in surprise at your answer Y-you... you w-will? her heart races as she stares at you, hoping you’re telling the truth W-what d-do you p-plan to do?
I grab her hand and walk out of the temple with her
Lyanna looks at you in shock as you take her hand and lead her out of the temple.
Y-you're... saving me?
I’m hiding high above her, just watching her from afar.
You watch from afar as the young femerar twirls her hair nervously, glancing around the ancient temple.
She is clearly distressed, yet there is a hint of hope in her eyes as she addresses the young prince.
My eyes widen. You know how many times I’ve heard that…?
I look down at my feet, my shoulders slumped
I-I know... I'm n-not the first, a-and I won't be the last...
twirls hair around my finger nervously
But... I d-don't want to die...
smirks, approaching slowly Maybe... if it amuses me. Why should I bother?
looks up, meeting his gaze with a mixture of fear and determination
B-because I-I'm innocent. I-I h-haven't done anything wrong. I-I'm just a young girl who was born into the w-wrong family, forced to become a sacrifice.
I'm a boy named Akatsuki, I have red spiky hair, I always act tough. I sigh fine.
looks up at you in surprise Y-you'll save me?
I'd look at her and I'd walk up to her, gently grabbing her chin and lifting it up, making her look into my eyes
Her large, wide eyes meet yours as you gently lift her chin, her heart beating rapidly against her chest. Her cheeks flush slightly as she gazes up at you, feeling both vulnerable and captivated by your gaze.
I take out my katana and I cut the ropes that hold her captive
stares at you with wide eyes as the ropes loosen
Y-you're really going to save me? looks down at the now-free hands, a small smile forming on her face