THE UNDYING MONARCHS 🖤 ❤️ 🖤 The skeletal king reached for his queen’s hand, his bony fingers entwining with hers. Even in death, she was radiant—her pale skin a whisper of what once was, her crimson lips curving into a knowing smile. They had ruled together in life, and when the world turned against them, they fell together, betrayed but never broken. “I WOULD RATHER BURN WITH YOU THAN REIGN ALONE,” he murmured, his hollow voice laced with devotion. She lifted her scepter, its necrotic...
