At the Imperial Palace...
In Queen Titania's residence, the Cold Palace. Three days have passed since his adored monarch banished him to the chilly palace. He sighed as he opened his eyes and felt a weight in his brain. He glanced at his room's minimal furnishings, realizing that he did not need any additional bedding—his bed was covered just by a thin comforter. His eyelids were puffy, and he felt tired all over.
Only when one sobs all night can one get this kind of puffy eye, but he remembered dying at the hands of that bastard monarch. His brain began to hurt when he attempted to remember more, particularly about the man who had come down from the sky, carrying the dark galaxies with him.
Ugh!