"I know enough. For instance, let me ask you this. "Would you love him, if he took away all that which reminded you of the living?"
"I don't know." I whispered as she walked closer to me but this time I didn't step away from her. I watched her and let her come as the fear kept me rooted on the ground.
"You should because when the King loves you, he keeps you caged from seeing the possibilities of being without him. Even if it means killing all those that you care about," she murmured into my ear.
I was sure that she could hear my heart drumming loudly in my heart and the growing smirk on her face proved me right. The sound of the door being opened abruptly was heard and we both turned to find him come in.
Talk about the King and he will appear.
