Life's not fair, is it?
You see, I … well, I shall never be king...
And you … shall never see the light of another day... Adieu.
I'm afraid I'm at the shallow end of the gene pool.

Listen as the crowd would sing: "Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"

For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?

It really isn't fair.
..And all this time, I've layed traps for myself...I want you.