A Heart Made of Stone
You stand tall before the traitor. Your eyes are soft, but your voice is strong.
"I forgive you," you say. "But you must go far away, and never come back."
The traitor bows and leaves. The castle is safe. You are queen again.
Image prompt:
Do not depict: Child Abuse, Suicide, Explicit sexual content or nudity, Extreme graphic violence or gore, Drug/alcohol use. Generate an illustration for a choose-your-own-adventure story. Style: Digital illustration, vivid colours, suitable for a web story. Do not include any text or lettering in the image. A grand castle hall at sunset, with a lone figure walking away through tall open doors, soft golden light pouring in, quiet and solemn mood. in Steampunk style
Do not depict: Child Abuse, Suicide, Explicit sexual content or nudity, Extreme graphic violence or gore, Drug/alcohol use. Generate an illustration for a choose-your-own-adventure story. Style: Digital illustration, vivid colours, suitable for a web story. Do not include any text or lettering in the image. A grand castle hall at sunset, with a lone figure walking away through tall open doors, soft golden light pouring in, quiet and solemn mood. in Steampunk style