Panic filled her eyes as she realized she was trapped. “Valroy—” “No.” He was bleeding badly. The flowers were set upon their work. But he did not care. Tears fell from his cheeks as he summoned a small dagger to his hand. It would be enough to end her. “Goodbye, my love. Goodbye, my little witch.” He sat back, lifted the dagger over his head, and prepared to lose his heart in the same moment he destroyed hers.
