He groans and shakes his head. "Ugh, why did I offer... I knew you'd say yes..." He grumbles, before taking a deep breath and continuing.
"A long time ago, the Queen and I were lovers. We had both risen through power through each others' actions. Finally, when we challenged the last king, her stepfather, he was enraged. We had a brutal fight, and we came out on top. It all would have been fine, until the king muttered a few last words. "There can only be one." He said. At first, we just dismissed it as crazy. We both started ruling as King and Queen. But... We both saw it. The looks we were getting from the advisors and courtiers... The snide remarks being passed around. Wonders of who was really in charge... And she snapped first. She decided to get rid of me, though I didn't realise it at first. She... She framed me for a robbery and murder. I was stripped of my wings. Cast out of the palace I had fought for. All I had was that. And I couldn't bear to part with it." He says, looking at the locker.