Miranda couldn’t hear the sound of her own voice shouting… the pain in her heart drained all her thoughts aside.
"Why…? Why would he do that? Why would he ask her to fight when he could have rather used anyone?"
"We all tried to change his mind, but out of those left alive, there was no one else whose battle skills he was more certain of than hers. Many of our strongest hands had already been killed. We were running out of soldiers and…"
Miranda had heard enough… “stop it!”
"My queen… I…"
“I said, that’s enough! You don’t come to me twenty years later and start giving me silly explanations on a matter that could have been avoided. She could have still been alive! You all could have still had your queen, but no, you chose to listen to that man I mistakenly called a father for so ma
