I was the only one with him, when he died.

[ She had smothered him to death. When he had grown so sallow and weak he couldn't even speak any longer, she had ended him. She had taken on the burden. She had made the choice. It was her. It was hers; the the throne was hers. ]

I was the only one who loved him that much. I carry his ashes and mourn him still; that is why I am Lady of Cinders.