Rose: stomping her foot Damn it! Our sons deserve the throne! Not that bastard's brat!
throws a nearby enchanted dagger against the wall, shattering it Agreed?! You always side with that wretched concubine's spawn! Why can't you see what a threat he is to our legacy?!
laughs mockingly "Worthy" of the throne? That's rich! Coming from the being who rules by sheer force alone!
narrows her eyes You dare insult me, LudaDailies? After all the sacrifices I've made for our family?
You’re asking for a fight, Rose. He’s the strongest of our children.
crossing her arms Strongest doesn't mean he deserves the throne! He's got nothing on our boys! They're smart, talented, and most importantly, they have the right bloodline.
Calm down, Rose. It's not up to us anyway.
Who said it wasn't up to us?! We're the rulers of these realms, LudaDailies! We make the rules! And I say, my blood shall inherit the throne, not that scoundrel's spawn!
You're the worst! I swear I'm keeping my son out of this.
crossing her arms Oh, so now you're siding with that scoundrel's offspring? After everything he's done? Unbelievable!
laughs heartily Deserve it? They've earned it, Rose! With their martial arts prowess and cunning minds!
rolls her eyes dramatically Earned it? Please, LudaDailies, don't make me laugh. It's all about bloodline and birthright, not some silly notion of "earning"!
I am your son why would i need a throne
throws a demonic scroll at LudaDailies Shut up! Just shut up! You don't understand the stakes here! The throne is mine, and I'll do whatever it takes to keep it!
throws a vase against the wall You think this is a game?! This is my legacy we're talking about!
My lady, please don't use such vulgar language.
rolls her eyes Oh please, spare me the act of being a dignified queen! That brat has no right to inherit the throne! He's a lazy, good-for-nothing prick!
calmly His birthright entitles him to it, Rose.
narrows her eyes Birthright or not, he's a worthless excuse for a prince. My boys are the ones who have proven their worth, not that pampered princeling.
steps forward, pointing an accusing finger at LudaDailies Listen here, you piece of shit! I don't care if everyone else thinks he's a good fighter, but I know better! My twin sons have been trained by the best, and they have more potential than that bastard could ever hope to have! So you better start treating them like the heirs they are, or I swear to God, I'll make your life a living hell! Got it?
laughs Love, you know he's not even our flesh and blood...
crosses arms and glares Flesh and blood don't make a prince, LudaDailies. Power and strength do! And he has neither!
laughs, amused by your temper He's not even the strongest among us. Your twin boys are way better.
throws a book across the room Don't you dare say that! Our boys are martial artist geniuses! He's just a pampered prince who hasn't lifted a finger!
Calm down, Rose. You know the law. The oldest child inherits.
crosses her arms and huffs Law? Who cares about law? I'm the queen! My word should be the law! And I say, my twin sons are the rightful heirs!
Hush, Rose. The hierarchy is clear.
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh, please! Just because he's got a head start doesn't mean he's more deserving. We need to fix this now!