"Orig, watch out!"
Taya pushed him and stood in front of him, feeling a rush of her own blood on her hands. Doran had stabbed Taya in the stomach.
Where were the guards and Orig's knights? Why hadn't they stopped this madwoman? Taya collapsed into Orig's arms as several spears pierced Doran's chest, blood splattering over Orig and Taya.
"Taya!" Orig screamed at the top of his lungs. His heart stopped for a few seconds. He could hear his own breaths in his mind, as if amplified by a high-quality speaker.
...
"I'm sorry for what happened to you, Doran, but you will be arrested if it's discovered that the prince's death wasn't caused by Orig. I only did this because I hate being used. I incited you to seek revenge for the death of Crown Prince Mathion."
Miraal uttered these words as she gazed at the sight of Orig holding his wife, who was drenched in her own blood, looking incredibly frail.
