“No, no! It’s just—my husband—” She put her hands to her forehead. White Rat help her, she was blushing. “I mean, he’s dead.” “I’m aware, yes.” A line formed between Sarkis’s eyes. “I’m sorry. You loved him very much, then?” “What? Oh gods, no!” Her vehemence seemed to have astonished him. He stared at her, clearly baffled, and then she saw something dark and chill rise in the back of his eyes. “Did he teach you pain?” he asked softly. “I’ll kill him.” “He’s already dead.” “Do you think that will stop me? Give the word and I’ll hunt him across the great god’s hells and tear his soul out
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