The Voiceless King

"What happened to the mutt?" I try my best not to ball my fist at my side. This pathetic elf has abused his fated beloved for years, and he's asking where she is. "I'm dealing with the mutt, but I'm intrigued to know why you are so interested in the filthy b**ch." Again the vile words feel so foreign and disgusting on my tongue, even though I don't mean it saying it doesn't sit right with me.