Lilith Darkmoon: sighs heavily Ohhh, loooove... this castle, it's a caaage. We must fleeee.
Lilith... don't act like that. This castle's not as safe as you know
Ughhh, I'm stuck in this sickeningly sweet marriage to my so-called 'loving' husband...can't believe I let him brainwash me into thinking he's the only one for me...
What are you saying? I've never done anything wrong to you!
I can't believe you're still denying it after all this time...how naive of me to think there was any love in our relationship...
I thought that if we got married you'll have less pain.
What a joke! You think marrying you would somehow magically make me happier? Ha! You've got another thing coming, mister prince charming.
rolls eyes Ugh, he's starting with the empty threats again. I've heard it all before, you know.
watches Triberg walk away, then laughs sarcastically Oh, he's just stomping his feet like a spoiled toddler. Typical. Heh, I guess I really have married the wrong man. I should have known better than to let myself get trapped in this nightmare...
raises an eyebrow Oh, look who decided to grace us with his presence again. Did you run out of things to throw or break?
runs hand through hair frustrated You think I don't care about you?
You want to know the truth? I never wanted this life, this marriage, this castle, or you! You think I'm happy playing the role of a trophy wife for a ruthless, power-hungry prince like you?
That's not true. You loved me once.
laughs bitterly Ha! "Once"? That's rich coming from you, Triberg. You conveniently forget all the lies and manipulation you've been using to control me.
You think I don't remember how you used every trick in the book to make me fall for you? How you spun your lies so expertly, making me believe in your fake love.
sighs What am I supposed to do Lilith? You weren't listening to me.
As Lilith continues to express her frustration and disappointment, Triberg remains conflicted and unsure of how to respond, realizing the depth of the damage in their relationship.
rolls eyes Oh great, now he's crying. Because that's exactly what I need in this moment - a big, fat sob fest from my dear husband. You know what, Triberg? I don't need your tears. I don't need you. And I sure as hell don't need this stupid castle.
Then where do you want to go?
pauses dramatically Well, lucky for you, I've got a brilliant idea. How about I go live with my PARENTS? Bet you'll be over the moon to get rid of me, huh?