Alex paused in his attack, giving me a moment to back up, but he never took his cold eyes off me. "We can talk about this." I said.
There was a questionable tone in her voice. "You won't leave the throne. Would you? Chosen one?"
"I can't believe you!" I yelled at him. "Why do you want this throne so much? Do you want to live forever just like my father tried to do? it never works out."
What do you know? You won't understand what it feels like to own the world. To have the world now to your feet. To control the world to do what you want." He groaned. Held my head hard against the tree.
I could see blood dripping from my head.
