He allowed me to have my power back at the cost of his, and I’d kill anyone for him, burn legions, and decimate armies if he wished it. I’d find his stolen crown and place it back on his head in its rightful place, and then I would make his enemies weep before I slaughtered them. There were no limits to what I would do or give up for him. I’d be the monster they feared, and I’d relish in it.
Love them together
