Betria's advocates got lesser in each day. As they realized how he has gotten the throne lost interest in supporting him. Not all of those turgid words could touch their heart anymore. This time instead of sending a spokesperson, he decided to give them a speech personally. Despite knowing that it may not work at all, especially at this time that he caused many deaths.
He held back himself together and walked to his room. He passed the solitude corridors. Simero took every man outdoor to guard around the castle.
Leigaroun's engineers got succeed to operate the old alternators and bring back light to the city and the castle. The prince slowed down his pace near the king's statue. He peered at the still well-sculpted marble stone.
"Look, father…" he opened his hand to each side, then added, "You had done this to us!" his grin mixed with bitterness, and tears began to stream out of his eyes.
