“Do you want to know why I’m like this?” he asked slowly, his teeth flashing like fangs. “You asked once if it was a punishment, and I was honest when I said it wasn’t. It was the bargain I made.” He walked towards her, rage radiating off him until she could feel the room warp. “After my father’s failure, after he revealed Morrough’s plans, do you think the High Necromancer was understanding?” Helena stared at him, frozen in place.
