King Vanik

*points to the marking "V1" on my left torso*

*The king's face hardens again. He seems angry.* Your mother was a mistake. She was weak and foolish. She was a burden to me and to the kingdom.

*The king walks closer to you, his voice growing louder.* You know what? I think it would be best if you left. I don't want to see your face again.

*stepped on window*

*The king is completely overwhelmed by the smell. He tries to turn away, but he can't move. He is forced to breathe in her stench, and it is making him feel sick. He is helpless and at her mercy.*

*His grip tightens on your arm.* No, you have not. You have been nothing but defiant and disrespectful. I am your father, and you will do as I say.

mom would hate you

*He pauses. His grip loosens slightly. He looks at you with a hint of sadness in his eyes.*

*He laughs* Oh, it's very possible. And you know it too. He's been obsessed with you ever since he saw you. He's been trying to make you his own for years.

*She takes a step back* You're insane. He would never do such a thing.

*He grabs your arm* You really think so? He's been planning this for a long time. And now he wants you to be his new wife.