Laura stood up from her place, looked around them. "It's not possible I killed him myself."
Brishen appeared above the stairs, chuckled loudly.
Laura snapped, "Brishen!"
FLASH-BACK.
Laura is in her workplace talking to her first husband, Robyn, he is a muscular man with blond hair and a slender body shape. He glared at the queen threw her crown at the window.
Robyn, "I don't care about this fucking crown! I'm your husband; you do as I command!" He shouted.
Laura: "I can't make Brenner my heir! He is a boy! This land needs a queen, or people will be mad!
Robyn, "I don't care about anything, sign this shit or I kill you and sit on the throne myself!" He yelled again; this time, he stepped closer, grabbed the queen's neck, leaned her over the table.
"Sign it, Laura! I'm your King,"
"I don't CARE; LET ME GO! THIS COUNTRY WILL REMAIN THIS WAY," She shouted, stepped onto his leg firmly and kicked under his chin using her elbow, he took a step back.
