Choices
"You never told me anything about her death, Soulenne."
The queen, Soulenne, took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts as she attempted to explain her difficult choice to the king. Her eyes bore the weariness of countless sleepless nights and the burdens of her decisions.
"The path I chose was a difficult one," she began, her voice trembling with emotion, "But it was made in the name of love and the hope of redemption. We couldn't have known what would transpire..."
"You know it's forbidden to revive the dead!"
"But she is still our child, and I don't want to see her lifeless form... It breaks me," the queen tried to hold back her tears.
"I know, she's my daughter too, but have you ever thought about the prophecy? Her body was already branded by the fate of the demons who will destroy the world! She died for a reason, but you recycled her body by putting a shard of soul! Do you think shards have emotions?"