After Amir left the king's room, the old ruler who had been doing his best to stifle his emotions in the presence of his subject broke down in tears. But there were not tears of sadness but happiness.
His ever-curious queen who had been patiently waiting for Amir to leave the king's room, pushed the door open and entered. She shut the door behind her and hurried over to her husband's side when she observed his broken state.
"My king..." She sat down beside him and placed his hand on his shoulder. "What aches your heart?"
The queen had never seen her husband this emotional. Only two things in the world had made him shed tears this way. Tales about the tragic death of his mother and the death of Zain and his family.
King Xavier turned his wet gaze to his loving wife. "You were right, and I was wrong."
"Huh!" The queen's forehead furrowed in confusion. "I do not understand, my love. What do you mean by those words."
