The revolution has won. The King and Queen are already dead. Only the Princess remains. And tomorrow, she'll die too. Yet she organized one last ball. Amidst all the hate, and in the face of death, she will dance the most beautifully.
How to live when you know you'll die ?
How to love when you know they'll die ?
This dance is a Princess's swansong.
This is my second participation for the YOASOBI x Honeyfeed Writing Contest!
No gods or anything this time, just two people, love, and death.
I hope you will like it!
This is my second participation for the YOASOBI x Honeyfeed Writing Contest!
No gods or anything this time, just two people, love, and death.
I hope you will like it!
