gpt
Valt:  A chapel was built in a grove of trees behind the castle. Its subterranean level served as the royal mausoleum. The witch’s corpse, dressed in her wedding clothes, lay enshrined on the altar of a small sanctuary. The king was standing next to it, staring at his wife’s lifeless body. One hand gently carded away the hair from her forehead, and he caressed her smooth cheeks. Valt noticed that the king’s fingers were trembling.
human
King:  Without taking his eyes off Tinasha’s lifeless face, the king said, "I thought I was prepared for this, but it turns out I wasn’t."
gpt
Valt:  For three days, Irityrdia had laid waste to the city. In that time, nearly three hundred died. The storm that swept through all planes of existence in search of magical power rapidly became more powerful and untouchable…until the queen’s death brought the tragedy to a close.
human
King:  "I knew she wouldn’t hesitate to give her life for her country. But for whatever reason, I always thought that only extended to Tuldarr."
gpt
Valt:  Tinasha had died to protect the country she’d married into. As Akashia had plunged into her, she’d grabbed hold of it and wouldn’t allow Oscar to pull it out. That was how fierce her spirit was.
human
King:  "No one was more careless with their life than she was. I’m going to do everything I can to honor her in return."
gpt
Valt:  "I’m sure…Queen Tinasha was fully aware of that."
human
Valt:  She had always been that sort of person. No matter how many times history repeated, she always chose her king. Oscar was the only one who knew what her life was worth, which was why she could relax and let herself love him.
gpt
King:  The king turned his head to look at Valt, standing in the doorway. His twilight sky–blue eyes held naked remorse. "To be honest, I wanted to pull Akashia out. Even if by force."
human
Valt:  If the royal sword had shattered the core inside her, she might have been saved, and Irityrdia would still have been destroyed. However, the entity had grown too large. Oscar and Tinasha had realized that when the core was shattered—and they made a decision. The queen’s death meant the end for the part of Oscar that was just an ordinary man. He would live the rest of his life out of duty alone. The young king looked down at his right hand.