ROYAL BLOOD
Her son, her only son…even though crippled from birth, now laid dead.
Suddenly a small gasp escaped Amber's lips; she clutched her stomach, pain shooting through her spine. She had been stabbed from behind, and the edge of the dagger dug deeper, cutting through her until it pierced through her stomach.
Titran took notice of her unsteady breath; he turned to gaze at her, and his eyes paled. Amber was struggling to gasp for breath as she clutched her stomach, now gushing out blood.
Amber's hand, which was entwined in his, slowly loosened; she collapsed on the floor, dead.