Let's play a game...

"Love me?" Aria's voice dripped with disbelief and disgust, her face contorting as she glared at Alaric.

"I can't believe this piece of shit is saying that," she spat out, her words laced with venom and years of pent-up frustration.

"Y-Yes, my dear Aria, please give me one last chance," Alaric pleaded, his voice trembling with desperation and regret. He reached out to touch her cheek, but Aria slapped his hand away with a look that could kill.

"Touch me, and I will fucking kill you!" she hissed, her eyes burning with a dangerous intensity that sent shivers down the spines of those watching.

The audience gasped in shock at Aria's bold declaration, their eyes wide with disbelief. 

"Mind your words, Aria Zephyr," Maelona's voice cut through the tension, her expression stern and disapproving. She turned to Alaric, her tone softening slightly, "Please refrain from touching her."

""Understood, Your Grace""