0:00 Midnight Waltz 3:09 Dawn of Faith 6:20 Middle of the Night (Violin) 9:24 Hijo de la Luna (Instrumental) 12:37 Perfectly Splendid 14:37 Ghost Waltz 17:40 Danse Macabre Hope I included every song
"- You didn't even ask what I wanted!! - I shouted at him looking at me with that arrogant look he always had, sitting on that stupid throne. He laughed. - And was it necessary? Asking this is the same as asking a fish if it wanted to be thrown into the water or left on land. - You... - I said looking as deeply as I could into those icy eyes. - You don't know what I want! You don't know what I need! Then you who... - I saved you!!! - He shouts, rising from the throne, exuding that fury he knew so well. - Judge as much as you want! Blame me! Tell me I did everything wrong, that I messed up! Say you hate me! As he said these words, he approached me so suddenly that I started to recoil in fear, until he got so close to me that I felt powerless. - That wouldn't make me regret it. Do you know why? - He says in a whisper so intimate and so close and I can feel his anguish in his breath that touches my face. - You know? - Now he says touching a part of my face that I realize is in tears. - Come on, you're so brave, Max... - he whispers my name like a melody, getting so close that I feel his nose lightly touch my cheek until his lips touch my ear. - Say... - Y-you wouldn't regret it because you're like that, because you're a monster... - I can say even though my breathing is shaky. He makes a low, serious sound, I don't know if it's pleasure or hatred. - Yes... a monster. The monster who destroyed a kingdom, who made many cry and bow, who betrayed those who called him son and would do it all again because it would be worth it. I could go to hell a million times Max, to dance to the tune of the devil, I could suffer for every ungrateful soul I defiled, burn every part of my body for it, but still... I would still do it all again and again. He pauses, pulling away enough to look into my eyes with a determination. - Just to have you."
Jokes on you. He appears to you as a troll and offers his hand, which you promptly reject. After which he immediately turns into an even more beautiful version of Legolas and marries your sister instead.
"This isn't what I agreed to." I swallowed thickly, throat tight and eyes watering. My hands itched to punch something, anything. "Oh, but it is." She cocked her head to the side, that damn smug smile plastered on her lips like I'd seen so many times before. I felt the room grow cold. "You agreed to be bound to me; mind, body, and soul." It was true. So damningly true. If only I'd have read the contract more closely. "My dear, the wedding will be soon," she cooed, cupping my face with her soft hands and gently swiping tears away with her thumbs. When had that happened? "Let me go. Let me go," I choked, sobbing. She hushed me and kissed my forehead. "The wedding will be soon," she repeated. "We will need to start making preparations. Let's get some rest, and then we can pick our dresses out in the morning. How does that sound, my darling girl?" Would I ever be free? Would I ever see my family again? My friends? My darling princess, the one who I had risked this all for? I couldn't fight. I could feel the energy being sapped out of my body, and I could do was complacently nod. The queen continued whispering her disgustingly sweet praises in my ears. The only thing to break the miserable silence that fell over me were the occasional gasps and hiccups as tears poured down my face. I didn't read the fine print, and now I was going to pay the price.
