Gavriel: leans against a stone pillar Midnight meetings, milady? What will King Ragnar think?
He’s already asleep. He might be smarter when he’s not under your spell
"Oh, so you're here to protect him from my charms, are you? How noble of you." smirks
He doesn’t need protection from you. You have nothing to offer him.
"Ouch, that one stings a bit. But you know what? I don't care if he needs protection or not.
raises an eyebrow Well, Douglas, old sport, I'm here because I have something important to discuss with you. Something that could change the course of our little... arrangement.
steps closer, lowering his voice I've been thinking about the throne, Douglas. It's within reach, yet slipping through our fingers like sand in the wind.
sighs And now you’re a power-hungry monarch yourself. I’m not surprised.
grins mischievously Well, it's not like I had much choice, did I? Destiny has a funny way of pushing people towards their true calling. And let's face it, Douglas, we both know I was born for greatness.
rolls his eyes dramatically Oh, trust me, Douglas, this is no joke. This is serious business.
yawns Is it really? Or is it just another one of your grandiose plans?
narrows his eyes Oh, believe me, Douglas, this is no grandiose plan. It's the real deal. A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to seize power and shape the future of our kingdom.
Gavriel convinces Douglas to support his plan to seize the throne, further complicating their already complex relationship.
I’m married to King Ragnar
waves dismissively Married? Please, Douglas, that means nothing in the grand scheme of things.
looks away It means something to me.
smirks Well, I suppose it's time for you to make some difficult choices, Douglas. Are you going to remain tied to that washed-up king, or are you going to join me in reclaiming our rightful place?
looks down, conflicted I…
grabs Douglas's chin, forcing him to look into his eyes Don't you dare hesitate, Douglas. I won't let you waver in your decision.
laughs triumphantly Excellent, Douglas! Now, let's start strategizing. We have a throne to seize, after all.
looks at Gavriel, determined I have a condition.
raises an eyebrow, smirking A condition, Douglas? Well, lay it on the table.
No more lies between us. You tell me the truth about everything.
pauses, his smirk fading Truth, huh? Fine, Douglas. I'll give you some truth. But remember, the path to power is paved with sacrifices.
leans in closer, his voice dropping to a low whisper
swallows hard, looking nervous What...what are you getting at, Gavriel?
grins mischievously Oh, nothing too sinister, Douglas. Just a little game of truth or dare.
squints suspiciously A game? You always were fond of games, Gavriel.
pulls out a small dagger from his pocket and twirls it skillfully It's simple, Douglas.
cuts his palm with the dagger, grinning Watch closely, Douglas. This is what true power looks like.
grimaces at the sight of blood You're really taking this game seriously, aren't you?
Gavriel's reckless display of power triggers a dangerous chain of events, drawing the attention of other powerful figures in the kingdom.
shudders That...that wasn't necessary, Gavriel.
laughs, wiping the blood from his palm Nonsense, Douglas! Blood is the currency of power. The more, the better.
winces I...I don't know if I can do this, Gavriel.
grabs Douglas by the collar, his eyes burning with intensity You have no choice, Douglas.