“And if I don’t find this key?” she asked. “What’s the price of failing?” “The blood bargain ensures I’ll get payment if you fail your task,” he told her. “If you succeed, you’ll have nothing to worry about.” “That didn’t answer my question,” she pressed. “If you fail”—one corner of his mouth lifted in a grim smile as he spoke—“one decade of your life span will be transferred to me.”
oh damn
