They Stole My Power. I Took Their Heads.
At eight years old, they took everything from her. Her name. Her home. Her future. She disappeared into the wild, no one saw her again. Years later, a warrior rose in the east. No one knew she was a woman. No one knew she was the one they betrayed. When the final battle came, she didn’t speak. She ended it...
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He Bleeds, She Holds
His face streaked with crimson, her hand steady on his arm—no tears, just resolve. In that courtyard lit by lanterns and dread, love wasn’t soft. It was steel wrapped in silk. The archer’s arrow? A betrayal. His collapse? A turning point. 'They Stole My Power. I Took Their Heads.' hits harder when you see *how* they rise after falling. 🌸🩸
Red Curtains, Black Hearts
The red drapes weren’t for celebration—they framed a massacre. Every soldier’s fall felt choreographed like poetry. That man in black fur? Not just a warrior—he’s grief given form. And the bride? She doesn’t scream. She *watches*. 'They Stole My Power. I Took Their Heads.' isn’t revenge—it’s rebirth through fire. 🔥
The Groom Who Lost His Crown
He wore gold-threaded robes, but his eyes held panic. One moment he commanded; the next, he clung to a lantern like a drowning man. Power slipped through his fingers—and someone else picked it up. 'They Stole My Power. I Took Their Heads.' isn’t about swords alone. It’s about who *deserves* to stand at the gate when the dust settles. 👑➡️🗡️
She Walked Through the Aftermath
Bodies strewn, blood pooling on stone—she stepped over them without hesitation. Not cold. Not cruel. Just *done*. Her white gown stayed pristine, as if purity refused to stain. He leaned on her, broken but unbroken. 'They Stole My Power. I Took Their Heads.' ends not with victory, but with silence… and the weight of what comes next. 🕊️
The Blood-Stained Vow
When the groom in crimson robes pointed his finger, the world shattered. That white-robed bride? She didn’t flinch. She stood beside him as chaos erupted—swords clashing, men falling. 'They Stole My Power. I Took Their Heads.' isn’t just a title; it’s a promise whispered in blood and silk. 💔⚔️