“Nothing you can say will be worse than what I have done and will do.” He turned, meeting her watery eyes. “And if you cannot kill the memory, then you tell that fucking worthless piece of Elysian shit what you need to, and I will be your death-sword. Over and over, until you can take the blade and do it yourself.” Turning to Kaine, Garrik towered over him, his voice a thing of death. “Get on your fucking knees before your queen.”
