Ragal's POV

I closed my eyes, trying to wave away the voices in my head. My hand hovered above her head, the pillow gripped tightly in my fingers preventing it from falling.

It was becoming increasingly difficult to stop myself from harming her. I could barely breathe, my strength nearly exhausted. The voices were pulling me further into chaos.

Stupid king, her existence will ruin you, they said menacingly. Do what you need to do now!

I would rather die than kill the one I love, I ...