"My Princess Consort... My Princess Consort has never spoken ill of the Queen Mother... She has always defended the Queen Mother. She..."
When he returned after a busy day, she would always greet him with a smile, prepare his bathwater, and personally cook delicious meals for him... Whenever he and the Queen Mother had disagreements, she would mediate between them... That was his Princess Consort.
It turned out that in his absence, his mother had been tormenting and mistreating his Princess Consort like this.
His Princess Consort had swallowed all her grievances, hidden her tears, and faced him with the gentlest smile.
Tears streamed down Kiya's face...
He squeezed his eyes shut in anguish, utterly lost as to how he could possibly face her when they next met. The person who had harmed the woman he cherished most was his own revered mother. He couldn't avenge his love, nor could he even bring himself to utter a single word of reprimand.
