(calm manner, monologue)It only takes a spark to start a fire. And even the smallest of sparks can provoke the strongest of flames. Such a flame cannot be extinguished so easily, for its rage is bound to last until its very last resource of rage is incinerated.

(disoriented, coughing from the smoke)Where is the King? Wasn’t he with you?

(tense)My father was innocent, he was framed. He didn’t know what they truly are. But I do. Which is why they’ll have to try much harder to get rid of me. That is, if they even find out it is me who they will be dealing with.