"You are not from here, who are you? I have seen you everywhere, since the king's birth, at the king's wedding, and even at his death. Are you the king's murderer? Do you dare to covet what belongs to the king?, you insolent.."

Thistle looked totally angry, angry as hell, his white eyebrows furrowing while his violet eyes were shining with frustration at what happened to the king,he take you by the collar of your clothes to put more pressure on you..

"Speak now or die in flames by me."