"My people went to the Coronation to see the spectacle. I could not turn them down when their curiousity piqued them. Regardlesss, I still will not accept this "voice." It is not OUR voice, surely you know this. This pandering for peace, as we forget our own culture... I will not have it."
"I swear these two sister are too alike, once they get something in their head they won't change no matter what." Tryndamere thought to himself.
"Fine, as you wish, but keep in mind that your fight is with your sister not me. So if you and your people are in trouble you can call for my aid. Not that a great chief like yourself would need any help, but as you know Freljord is a hard place." Tryndamere said with a smile. "Both of you are still family after all, and you have each other. I on the other hand have no family." Tryndamere had with a rather sad tone. "Once you're alone, truly alone then you begin to wish you had cherished the moment you had with each other. HA, but those are just the words of a silly king."