The heartless's heart

Debt

My mother lost her life,to give birth to you,the little princess screamed..

You lied about things to me,everything you said was lie..

You stopped me from meeting my people,you showed me things never happened..

You are a greedy monster,wanting to steal my throne and claim it as yours..

I cannot kill you,because my mother's power runs through your vein..

You took away the magic of my mother to have your way with me..

As a debt,if you have heart,then give me the way to kill you tomorrow..

The man stood,in coarse robe,listening to her words..

His face looking at the palace wall..

Was there any sorrow?

Was there any grief?

No..

Only indifference danced in his eyes..

He had come to make her his Empress..

The one whom he bows down to..

But here he was,reminded of the debt..

He wondered,looking at that woman..

The remenant of the person she called mother,

Whom he had tried his best to keep,cost,only he knows..

And gave her the gift he had prepared for her..

But now,not as the crown and ring..

But as the sword..

To stab his heart..

And wishpered..

I hope,there is no more debt