Why are you doing this, my Duke!?

My duke, my love. The one I gave my love and my soul to – Why do you look so sad?. Every time my Duke depressed, my world is in a limbo. Everything became dark and gloomy as if heavy rain obscured over it.” The cold blooded, Duke of Mercia, Loin Leuca, also known as the God of Death. A month ago my life was supposed to end by your hands. Before I know it you became my husband!? It’s beyond my comprehension but your Erin now is a believer. I wish it was real, how nice it is if it was real love. But all of this is but an illusion of dark magic. Now even the magic is getting out of control. A split personality? As if I’m married to two different husbands? Why?? Why are you doing this, my Duke!?