He can't remember the last time something like this had happened, someone trying to go against the Queen. There had been the army, but it had fallen relatively quickly. And then it was him and the other Children of Praise, who had gotten close, but in the end ended up like everyone else had done.
He thought that it would be clear to everyone that, after their defeat, it was impossible to win against the Abyss. Everyone knew this, so why...
"Why are you back, Aether!"
The Fool smiled at him, as if he had no idea what kind of danger he was in. Every Knight was after him; the Queen wanted him dead. If she just got off her throne, he was dead. Luckily, she didn't consider him such a threat. The biggest so far, yes, killing three Knights wasn't something she could overlook, but not enough either to come herself. It was the weakest one after all. And the ones she barely cared about. But if people like The Nine, Jack, and King died, she wouldn't stay still anymore.