“Meryln” King Scot wept, holding the lifeless body of a woman that meant the world to him. He had just found out that she was the Queen of Willoville which meant they could be married again but she was gone. Everyone around him kept their heads down unable to hold back their own tears.
“I am sorry I failed you again, My Love” he murmured, dejected and heartbroken.
“Scot this is not your fault” King Lione responded, wiping his own tears away.
“But it is. You see, we spoke everyday before I came here. Even though she acted as if she did not care, I knew better. I should have known that she would be worried when I did not call. I should have known that she would imagine the worst and come after me. I knew that she would go to war for me if there was ever a need. I should have called to
