A/N: I just plain suck, the end.
This is just an extension for 131, one chapter focuses on one character, if he/she went OOC, please tell me. This chapter focuses on Elizabeth's feelings and thoughts.
(GOSH I'M SO LAZY, I DID THIS ONE WEEK AGO BUT I DIDN'T PUBLISH IT UNTIL NOW)
"Lady Zaneli! Please believe in him!" She begged, her arms outstretched, shielding the unconscious male in a protective manner. She knew and believed that he would overcome anything blocking his path, no matter how fearful it was, he'd always step forward with his bravery in heart, while also encouraging her to proceed, to improve.
Right?
As much faith she had for him, his evident suffering (byhowhegrimacedandthewayhescreamedinagony) was stabbing her tight in the heart repeatedly like a knife. It hurted her that she couldn't help at all while burdening everybody. If she could do anything more than lamenting in her heart, she wouldn't hesitate to stop him with everything she had after knowing the trial's true purpose. She didn't dare to because she understood how he felt, she understood the part of him that usually interacted with her and the sins. No one liked to be powerless. From what she saw, the trial itself was so terrifying, it made even him to collapse and gasp for air greedily like a fish out of water, though her faith in him reassured her, he was going to make it. (yetherconcernedthoughtsstillremainedanddoubtedifhewasgoingtobeokay)
The whole process(toseehimsuffer) tore her heart, it pained her to even see a muscle twitch…the fact alone haunted her so much that she feared after this, he wouldn't smile like he always did ever again. She hated that. She only wanted him to be happy as she lived for him (elizabethifyoudisappearfrommylifeiwillhavenomorereasontolive), and she would ask the same from him (sopleaseliveforme). Because…
She loved him more than everything else in this twisted world. Even if he loved someone else.
As she hoped that the other female would understood her, the elder druid's expression turned into one of shock. Her heart hammered against her chest, with each blow rendering her breathless. "How…?!"
She looked on, and immediately, her visable cerulean eye became glassy with tears. (Ohhowmuchshewantedtoembracehim)
His emerald orbs were wide open, no longer closed and twitching in pain. (shewasdefinitelyrelievedtoseehimbackinonepiecesafeandsoundfromhisnightmare)
But…
He was crying. (sadnesstightenedthegriponherchestandclawedatherslowlyandmercilessly)
(ohwhathappenedtohim)
Tears streamed down her cheeks. (hewasbacksowhywasshecrying)
She was crying because he was crying. (thenhedeniedthatwithaswiftswipeathiseyes)