She did not hesitate to move up those stairs to hold her son in her arms.
Her poor boy.
Who has gone through so much more than any immortal could fathom.
The king eased himself into her loving embrace and he let it all out. All his pretense of being strong when he was only falling apart was silenced by his mother's comforting embrace.
He then started to wonder why, of all the people a demon tries to use to destroy his people. He wouldn't bat an eye to have anyone else beheaded or even himself subjected to silver poisoning when being detected to be under the influence of a demon.
He would happily sacrifice himself if it meant the continuity of this realm and any other person—but not her.
Everyone should be ready to be out of their minds soon when he makes that very demon queen above them all, give her a proper wedding she deserves and make her a goddess for them all to look at and admire for the rest of their lives.
