Mythran's Master Of All

A stabbing pain had lanced through Ren's heart, and he tried not to share that with everyone. His personal maids and Ereka cried out and fell to their knees anyways. Even only a taste of it was enough to hurt them deeply.

“Very well.” Ren said, over the yells, hollers, and crying from the audience. “I'll leave right now.” He turned and started to walk away, then stopped. He walked back to Narhilda quickly and took her in his arms. “I'm sorry, Barnar.”

“Ren! No!” Nathalia said.

Ren kissed Narhilda passionately, and the entire place froze in shock. Narhilda tried to push him off at first; but, then her arms shifted and hugged him as she kissed him back just as passionately. He ended the kiss a moment later and let her go.

“Goodbye, Narhilda.” Ren said and turned to the speechless audience, walked to the edge of the stage, and hopped off of it to meet Nathalia.

“I... I rescind...” Narhilda started to say, then changed her mind. “Goodbye, Ren.”