"No..."
Prince Brooklyn sighed deeply, "General Buhl has been loyal and brave all his life. I didn't expect him to do such a foolish thing in his old age, ruining his lifelong reputation in a single day."
The Queen Consort sat blankly, "I knew this day would come sooner or later. Yet, I can't accept it... Why should you, the bastard, ride over my son's head? You should have died in that shipwreck back then. Why did you come back? Why did you steal my son's throne?" The Queen Consort howled hysterically.
Everyone in the palace retreated, leaving only the Queen Consort and Prince Brooklyn.