[Prompt from http://daily-writing.blogspot.com/ . Characters and story from a novel idea of mine entitled Alchemic Maiden. I sort of wish I had more than four lines for this part of the scene, but now I know where to go from here!]
Syn was horribly disheveled and his lip and brow were split, blood crusted in lines down his face, neck, and shirt front. I walked over to him, hoping beyond hope that we could also strive towards a new and honest future.
“I realize that after everything that has happened, our true selves got lost, and I sincerely hope we can begin again: I am Belia Ivette Aldric, Crown Princess of Clotaire.”
Through the blood, Syn smiled and replied, “And I am Cyprien Lewsyn Evrard, Duke of Loic.”