"They had to?! They don't have to do anything! They choose to be with the king for their own benefit and greed! They know the king is cursed and yet they long for that fleeting moment of glory they get from being called the queen! It's all on them! It's their fault too! The king can choose to die alone!"
Yuraon's tone acquired a new tone of anger, his body tensing, and his hand trickling with more blood as he tightened his fist.
"This is no longer true! Many years have passed and now the king marries for love in Davoor! The king can choose to die alone but what if the one he loves doesn't want him to?! And your centuries-old anger kills both of them! Two people in love who chose to die together because of something they never did!"
The newly-created tension in the room was now ignitable. Unwilling to let the matter escalate even more, Aideen stepped in, placed her hand on the young man's arm, prompting him to subdue his fuming anger, and said quietly,
