She was marrying the prince. Lina had found her knight in shining armor, it seemed.
And him? He had found one more thing that could shatter his heart, and do it more thuroughly than the pain of people's reactions, the deeper pain of his grandfather's betrayal.
He had lost the one woman he loved more than life itself.
He had lost his reason for living.
He had lost his soul.
There was nothing left but an empty shell, no redeeming values, nothing ... just a waste of space.
She looked so happy, so carefree, dancing in the prince's arms. In the arms of the man she was to wed in three day's time. She was marrying the prince ....
Xeros frowned thoughtfully, feeling the pain within the chimera as Zel stalked from the ballroom. A pain mirror to the one Xeros felt himself, even if the object of affection was different.