This is my attempt.
For My Love
I just want the liberty to live my life with my love.
With this thought she looked at the apple on the tray before her.
She was burdened with the enormous responsibility of marrying without love for the future of the empire.
I would rather die than betray my love, she thought.
With determination and sadness she picked up, took a bite out of and chewed the fruit. She squeezed her eyes shut and as tears fell down her cheeks, swallowed hard.
A few minutes later, the yellow light from the candle cast a glow on her lifeless form.