ROYAL BLOOD
"Mirak's path has been crooked since the day he was born; no amount of talking can put him on the right path. The best part is that he doesn't listen to you; I am guaranteed my soul will rest in peace with this thought."
Kora wanted to explode, but she swallowed her anger. She flipped her hair backwards before crossing her hand on her chest. She was now circling around his bed like a predator.
"Your empire, everything we have built all these years, will crumble the day you are laid to rest in the ground, and you sit here blabbering rubbish!
She shrilled, already slowly losing her mind. She raked her fingers through her hair, then pointed her index finger at him.