"So son... you're going to stand by me, right? You're going to support me, right?" She stared desperately at her son as though she was looking for something in his face.
"Mum... what..." Lysander stammered. "What do you want me to do?" He was scared of asking, but he did anyway.
"I want you to help me ruin him," Queen Lea said. "That wizard of EL, I want you to help me destroy him for good. Help avenge me."
Lysander staggered backward as he stared at her. "Mum..."
"You have to do it," She said, her voice desperate. "You have to help me. He insulted me. He's out to ruin my reputation and walk down on me. You have to stand with me. You have to help me take him down..."
Lysander shook his head. "I can't do it. I can't do that, mum. Just let him be... let it be, mum. Why do you have to get involved?"
"You'll have to do as I say!" She snapped, desperate. She stared at her son standing at a distance. He had taken steps backwards, further away from her.
