we’d left and she’d woken—she’d woken desperate for her one true love and had bled out in the bed I’d left her alive on in exchange for the last thing anyone could take from me. Then I saw her walk through the gates to my brother, right back in his arms. She’d taken something from him. Twice. He was not gentle to her. For she then had to serve him for five hundred years and bring him one hundred thousand lives.”
thats why her first attempt didnt work
