Trisha knew that she was going to die that day. She just didn’t know that it would be her husband, her king who would be the one to do it.
“Yama.” Trisha said with tears in her eyes as she was unable to move on her husband sword which was sticking out of her stomach.
“You might be my Alal and an almost goddess but it doesn’t change the fact that you are still my subject.” Trisha husband and the current King growled out as he twisted the sword in her stomach.
“It was the right thing to do.” Trisha said as blood bubbled out of her mouth.
“Right or wrong, it doesn’t change the fact that you are trying to bury Magic. Yes it corrupts but it is beautiful too.” The king yelled in the face of his queen, his eyes red but not from tears but from too much magic.
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