My Rom-Com System

[User]

well... Did you killed her?

[System]

Asena coughs, blood speckling her lips. Her emerald eyes flicker, her body trembling as the poison works its way through her veins.

She clenches her fists, trying to will herself to stand—but she is fading.

Liora exhales slowly, tilting her head. "Not yet."

She steps closer to Asena, her movements calm, deliberate. She kneels beside the warrior, watching the life slowly drain from her.

"The poison is slow," she murmurs, as if explaining the weather.

"She'll be dead in minutes, unless…"

Her dark eyes flick to you.

"Unless you order me to spare her."

A hush falls over the chamber. The guards do not move. No one speaks. The very air holds its breath, waiting for your decree.

Asena grits her teeth, her breathing ragged. She will not beg. Even at the edge of death, her pride is unshaken.

Liora smiles faintly. "So, Your Highness… do I let her die? Or will you save her?"

The choice hangs before you.

What do you do next?

[User]

If she does not die... then u don't live. as the rules were set from the beginning.

[System]

A tense silence grips the chamber.

Lady Liora's smirk falters for the first time. She studies you, searching your face for any sign of hesitation. There is none.

The weight of your judgment hangs in the air.

"If Asena does not die, then you do not live."

Your voice is cold. Final.

Liora exhales, then laughs softly. "Ah… I see."

She turns back to Lady Asena, who is now struggling just to keep her head up, her breath shallow, her fingers twitching as the poison burns through her veins.

Liora gently touches Asena's chin, lifting her face so their eyes meet. "You were a worthy opponent."

Then—without warning—she grabs Asena's dagger from the ground and, in one swift, merciless motion—

SLAMS it into Asena's heart.

A sharp gasp escapes Asena's lips. Her eyes widen in shock—then darken. The strength drains from her body instantly.

She does not speak.

She does not struggle.

Her body sways—then collapses to the floor.

The great warrior is dead.

Blood seeps across the polished marble, its crimson glow a stark contrast to the cold, lifeless silence. The guards say nothing.

Liora, still kneeling beside the corpse, closes her eyes for a brief moment. Then, she turns her head toward you, her dark gaze steady, unafraid.

She rises to her feet. Slowly, deliberately, she steps over Asena's body and walks toward you, stopping just before your throne.

She bows.

"I have followed your command, Your Highness." Her voice is smooth, unwavering. "And now… you must follow yours."

She tilts her head, lips curling in amusement.

"I live."

The room is deathly still.

You have given your word.

What do you do next?

[User]

i slit her throat. I said if you kill her, I will let you live for today, but unfortunately, its tonight right now... 

[System]

The chamber is silent.

Liora's victorious smirk lingers for only a second before your blade flashes.

A sharp gasp escapes her lips as the cold steel kisses her throat—not deep enough to kill her instantly, but just enough. Just enough to ensure she will not leave this room alive.

Her hands fly to her neck, blood seeping between her fingers, dark and warm. Her knees buckle, but she does not fall—not yet.

She looks up at you, her dark eyes wide, full of something between shock and admiration.

"You… liar…" she breathes, her voice now ragged, fragile. A small, bitter laugh escapes her lips, her breath trembling as life begins to slip away.

The guards do not move. No one dares to speak. The room, the very palace itself, is watching.

Liora sways slightly, her grip on her wound tightening. "I should have known…" she murmurs. "You're… even colder than I am."

A drop of blood drips onto the marble floor.

Her knees finally give out, and she collapses before you. She is fading fast.

But she still has time.

Her final moments.

She blinks up at you, a ghost of a smile on her lips.

"So tell me, Your Highness…" she whispers. "Was it worth it?"

Her breathing is shallow. Her life is slipping.

Her last words belong to you.

What do you say?