[KOSTA]
"It's all my fault," Kosta said as he stared at the king, the defeat on his face not making it any easier for him.
He was sick of feeling sick.
Of felt so weak and helpless that he didn't know which direction he was supposed to take at this point.
The universe was slinging life in front of him and taking it right back like that was tonight they needed. Like that was what Kosta needed, and it was exhausting on so many scales.
"Konstantin…"
"I can't save him without killing her. And even if I kill her, there's no telling whether this will all stop," Kosta said hoarsely.
The king was at a loss for words. There was nothing heartwarming for him. Nothing about this was comforting for the kids either, and he knew that anything he said now would just be another excuse, and frankly, even he was sick of the walls.
Yilena had done what Yilena had done, and the king himself was so blinded by love that he tried to eliminate Sanji in the initial days.
