In his room, Louis is sitting contemplating on the edge of his bed. He is in a sad and depressed state and considers himself stupid and useless.
"How is that possible? I can't keep Helena here!" said Louis with a tight feeling in his chest that was very painful.
Louis looked around his room. No photos of Helena on display. It's strange because he realized not many moments of togetherness that he captures with Helena.
"AARRGGGHHH!!!" Louis screamed and got frustrated.
"YOU'RE SO STUPID, LOUIS! DO YOU DESERVE TO BE CALLED A KING!"
He said while groaning in annoyance. He had risen from his sea,t scrambling for anything he could find. But strangely, it did not make Louis feel relieved.
As a result, Louis sat curled up on the cold floor, and he covered his face with both hands. Sobs began to come out, though the King's mouth was tightly shut, trying to muffle any sound that might come out.