Misha
"Stop," Queen Marta demands as her son almost reaches King Lao.
Oddly enough, Prince Teneth stops and stares at his mother, his eyes full of rage.
"Why? It's about time this asshole dealt with the consequences of his actions." Prince Teneth growls.
"Then I should also pay for my actions." Queen Marta adds.
Prince Teneth's face softens as he comprehends his mother's words.
"You…were lied to as well. It's that fuckers fault, not yours." My father states as he points at King Lao.
"Most of the blame indeed falls on him, especially what happened after Ven was born, but I am to blame for your relationship falling apart. If I hadn't, you two might have lived a happy life together. Don't you blame me for that?" Queen Marta stands up and takes her son's hand into hers.
"I…well, I do. But his wrongdoings aren't even comparable to what you did. He…deserves to die." Prince Teneth clenches his teeth together as the last bit of words leave his mouth.
