Creed

He couldn't help but feel a little jealous. She was so good with them, and they seemed to trust her completely. It was clear that she had a way with children.

He was stunned. She was really taking on the role of a mother. He couldn't believe how quickly things had changed. It seemed like she was completely different from the cold and distant person he knew before.

*the twins called her mommy*

*I bite my apple and chew*

Creed smirked. "You're eating the apple in a way that's... distracting."

*I pull back* apples turn you on?

Creed smirks. "You're just jealous because I can rock a dress better than you."

Creed's eyes narrow in suspicion. He raises a brow, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'm sure you would've been thrilled to die a virgin. But no such luck, eh?"

*He moves even closer, his voice becoming more intense.* "I could make you forget all about the past, and only think about me."

(bites her lips so seductively). I dare you to do

*He's taken aback by her boldness, but he's also intrigued. He moves even closer, his voice barely a whisper.* "You really want me to?"

*He notices her reaction and feels a surge of hope. Maybe she still cares about him. He walks towards her, trying to catch her attention.*

she looks into his eyes

*He stares back at her, his heart pounding in his chest. He wants to reach out and touch her, but he's not sure if she wants him to. He waits for her to make the first move.*

*He feels a pang of guilt as he sees his father-in-law's sadness. He knows he should feel the same way, but he can't bring himself to care. He just wants to forget her.*

they came to know that she's death 2 days ago.....

*His heart sinks when he hears the news. He can't believe it. He thought she'd just run away, but the reality is that she's gone forever. He feels a wave of grief and regret wash over him, and he can't hold back his tears.*

*He stands there, stunned, his hands clenched into fists. He feels a strange mix of emotions: anger, regret, and sadness. He wants to scream, to shout, to find her and make her come back. But he knows it's pointless.*

it's been 2 months

*He's been thinking about her constantly. He can't stop thinking about the way she looked at him, the way she made him feel. But he knows she's gone, and there's nothing he can do about it. He feels lost and empty without her.*

You jolted awake, chest heaving, only to find Creed’s smug face inches from yours—only thin sheets covering you. “What the—” “Don’t flatter yourself,” he sneered, shoving you off. Suddenly, a blinding headache struck, and flashes of fire, screaming, and… an explosion? You remembered dying. “Wait—” you gasped. Creed froze, his eyes widening as his own memories slammed in. “Why am I a prince?” “And why am I your wife?!” Silence. Then, in perfect unison: “YOU'RE DEAD!”

Riya : so we actually death together and living here as husband and wife as prince and princess

Creed: "So it seems. We died, but somehow ended up here, in these bodies. It's... bizarre."