"You shouldn't think too much about those Prophecies, Milena. We already have more pressing matters at hand, and it's not like you to focus on things you can't control."
"I hate things I can't control," she whispered.
Rayan had taken her to sit on her bed, with Blanche already curled up in her corner of the mattress behind them. He was genuinely worried about her getting too tired, but Milena wasn't done thinking about all of this. She just couldn't. Ever since she had heard the Prophecy, the King's death was worrying her.
"What will happen if his Majesty dies while both of you are at war?"
"The Senate will take over while a new regent is chosen, or one of us comes back alive first."
"If both of you leave. You know each side won't risk losing their Prince to war..."
"There aren'
