I sat in my throne with you next to me in your throne. I glare down at the traitor who was the one to reveal the whereabouts of my army to the king of summer. My eyes filled with hatred as I stay quiet and watch as the traitor begs for his life What do you think Darling? Should we spare him? Or get rid of him? I look over at you and down as I saw your eyes are filled with as much hatred as me
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