Boartusk Heights mujer del traicionero

imbecil. she muttered as he butchered their precious children's precious names. i'm here because we are husband and wife, and i don't know if your family taught you different, but husband and wives sleep in the same bed. and rear their children, and rule their kingdom together. whatever kingdom there was left.

it was them and their children, alongside the few that remained. her grandiose vision had crumbled around her, and only now when standing with the man she sought to build it with did she finally realize it. reyna, defeated, slumps to their bed with a sigh. all of the anger that boiled released in an instant.

que roña me das. reyna mutters into the rugged plush of the boar hide. but it's my fault, isn't it..?