My shadow. My protector. He doesn’t want to share. The crushing burden of wedlock descended upon me, threatening to ensnare me in an unbreakable bond. I refused to accept my fate; I had to be courageous for my men. Filled with a burning passion, I declared myself the Bloody Queen and led my men in a daring struggle for their freedom. As we charged into battle, I knew that our victory would not come without great sacrifice. My love for them was so deep that I was prepared to give up anything and everything to see them safe. To reclaim our freedom and keep us together, I understood that sometimes love demands the highest cost of all: my life. Long live the Bloody Queen.