Benson POV

　　Emily magically vanishes from my sight. My original emotions remain here, only more subdued.

　　I'm within the claustrophobic shadows of the closet, an imposing spectator to the sharp and cruel words Jimmy mercilessly hurls towards my father. In the depths of my shattered and cursed soul, the desire for revenge is born, like a seed that will germinate over the years, intertwining with the fear of being alone, of never being able to be a good king, a true ...