Harold looked up from his work when he heard the scream, it sounded like Lillian. He got out of his chair and began to walk over to the door. That's when a different servant opened the door "Your Majesty! Something happened! The queen!" Harold began to run as fast as he could to his sons room, Harold slammed the door open and saw Lillian kneeling by the balcony with her hands covering her face. Her body was shaking and he saw tears pouring out of her eyes "Lillian! What's wrong? Where's William?" Lillian didn't say anything, all she did was point to the balcony. Harold sprinted over to it and saw his son's body lying lifeless on the concrete floor. For the first time in his life, Harold felt completely helpless. He looked at Lillian and ran off, he went down four flights of stairs before opening the giant front doors and to his left. He saw a group of gardeners, servants, and maids around his son's body. He pushed them aside and dropped to his knees. Harold's hands began to shake as he slowly reached for his son's bloody body, tears rolled off of Harold's cheeks and onto William. "No…no!" he yelled. Harold slightly picked up his sons body and hugged it tightly. The red blood soaked Harold's blue tunic. Harold looked up and saw Lillian standing by the balcony, looking down at him.
"What happened?" Harold asked Lillian, it was more like a whisper than anything. Lillian sat in a chair in their room, she didn't say anything. Harold looked at his pale wife and went to her, he placed his hand on her shoulder. Lillian abruptly pulled away and stood up "Don't touch me. Please don't. I…I killed our son!" Lillian began to cry uncontrollably, Harold caught her before she could fall to her knees. "I killed our son." she said again, Harold let his own tears fall, he pulled back and gripped Lillian's arms "Lillian listen to me…" she didn't look up "Listen to me!" he yelled. She slowly looked up. Harold's grip on her arms became tighter "This is not your fault! It's not!" he loudly said. Lillian shook her head "Yes it is! I'm his mother! I'm supposed to be watching him, and I didn't. I looked away for a second and now our son is dead because of me!" she screamed, Lillian yanked her arms out of Harold's hands and ran out of their room. He watched her leave and sighed, she needed alone time. Lillian ran up some stairs and to a small room at the top of a tower. She stood by the open window and looked out to the kingdom. So many thoughts were going through her mind right now. "I'm not a good wife. I let our only child die. I'm not a good mother. I let my son die. I'm not a good queen. I let our only heir die. I'm worthless." she thought. Lillian leaned over the windowsill and felt a cool breeze, for a split second she thought out jumping out and joining her son. Her son that she let down, her son that she was supposed to be protecting. "Don't even think about it. I can't lose you too." Lillian turn and saw Harold standing in the doorway. He closed the door behind him and Lillian ran to him. He tightly wrapped his arms around her trembling body. "I'm so sorry Harold." Harold shushed her "No it is not. Lillian there was no way you could have stopped it. By the time you got to the balcony there was no way you could have pulled him to safety. I'm sorry to say this, but he was already gone. And this is not your fault. At all. Our little boy loved to look at the kingdom." Lillian nodded into Harold's neck. They pulled apart "I love you. No matter what." Lillian, again nodded and didn't say anything.