She tried to keep her brother away from danger, but every time the hunting horn was blown, it made his blood soar.
He wasn’t a wild animal, but even she couldn’t keep him safe. Her kindness made her weak, made her strong, made her loved, made her dead yet kept her going beyond the grave.
There are things in this world no one can keep, not even the rich or the royal, and not all endings turn out in a way that can make everyone happy. And yet she struggled and continued to love, which in turn was what made her happier than she was beautiful.