Sometimes... sometimes keeping alive is too tiring," she whispered, wringing her hands. Before he knew what he was doing, he pressed his lips against her brow. "Don't ever say that. Ever.

“But grieving people are selfish. They won’t let you comfort them and they say y…”

“If I become king, do I have to ask your guards and your ladies permission each …”

“What are you doing?" she asked, trying to raise herself."First, I thought I'd s…”

“What about the contacts your mum had?” his dad asked.“I rang and spoke to four …”