Her voice was soft, teasing but not mocking: “And how will your beloved rescue you?” “Apparently, she will simply see me,” he said, staring into his glass. “I see you.” He laughed sadly at this, not able to correct her that it meant something very specific. “What did you do to make her curse you?” “I slaughtered a corrupt king’s family.” It had been so long since he’d said this aloud; the words felt stiff and sharp, cutting his tongue as he spoke them.
