While I sat alone, thinking of what to do. I had a thought within me. 

"I don't think this will work out." I said to Christian after tapping him from sleep.

"You have been awake, my queen; what do you think won't work out.?" He asked me.

"The throne needs its ruler constantly; leaving is as good as being dead. Even the king makers can make a decision; I think we had to drive a means." She said to them.

"Driven a means when you know that the mantle will definitely go with you. What are you driving a mess  for?" He asked me confidently. 

"Yes, I am aware of...