"Do you think I am going mad again?" Rohan questioned Rav as he stood outside before the royal carriage waiting for them, while his wife was changing her dress.
After they had left the underground dungeon he was so familiar with, his wife had pulled him straight to the dining hall and began to force him into eating while ordering Rav to prepare his bath and attires.
Rohan had not spoken a word to her and let her serve him, and he ate every single meal passed to him without a word. He hated that she had seen him in such a state in that damned dungeon. He despised that he had found his way to it without even knowing how he had gotten there to begin with.
He was so angry with himself he wanted to kill someone, anybody, but the soft voice of his wife talking to him like nothing had changed snapped him back from the rage boiling inside him.
