Perhaps you would care to try this for romance:
Mary Magdalene dearly loved Jesus, and Jesus loved her more than anybody else. Yet, they both knew Jesus was destined to die, as a Son of God and as a Revolutionary. Not being a coward he faced his upcoming death with sheer ‘chivalrous courage’. For He stood for what he said; He would give His life as the ultimate sacrifice.
Not seeking to serve her own mere physical interests and being among the wisest women of the time, Mary became the anchor, the true supporter of Jesus, giving Him strength when all seemed so vain a task to achieve.
Crying at the foot of the cross for the love she had, yet could not have (as Cocteau so wonderfully depicted) Mary pledged that she too would fulfil her destiny and would face all harm and scorn to take Jesus’ wisdom and teachings further into the world.
And so, with a heavy heart, she sailed for distant shores and became the Bearer of Wisdom to countless others who could not be present in Judea at Jesus’ time, but who longed to hear of His teachings. Being the faithful one, and never for even a moment straying from her one true love, she lived her days alone. Until she finally rested her head for the last time, to be united with the One who loved her more than anybody else.
As the ages passed, there were those seeking wealth and power, and domination over their fellow human beings. Realising no-one was left alive to contradict any claims, and for the fact that they solely had the ability to construe words for the populus, who in general could not read or write, they set out and raped the teachings and wisdom which Mary had so lovingly conveyed to the world in honour of her Loved one.
Still, Mary held the final card. And the world is searching for it.