"What would you have done in my position?" Rama sighed out devastatingly.
"I can't say, Your Highness, because I don't feel what you feel for her, so the decision is yours to make." Zoya implied.
"There are only two sides to the choice I have, it's either I plunge this kingdom into chaos because I want to protect her or live in undying regret because I condemned her to her death, based on the future." Rama remarked, her tone heavy with despair.
"Perhaps then, it's best to live as if you know nothing of the future, then you wouldn't really blame yourself for the choice you had no control over." Zoya said with a faint smile, her grey eyes holding insurmountable amount of knowledge as they gazed upon her.
"Only if I hadn't already gained knowledge of the future, then it would have been as easy as the words spouting out of your lips." Rama said with a regretful look.
"It's up to you, whatever you desire." Zoya said.
