“What were you thinking about?” Aenor asked. “When you just started bursting into flame?” “I was thinking about protecting you by torturing to death anyone who refused to swear fealty to you.” Her jaw dropped open. “Salem. Once the divine hex is gone, I don’t need protecting. Trust me. And if the divine hex is not removed, I also won’t need protecting, because I will be dead. So, if you were fantasizing about burning people, it makes me wonder if that’s because you are just really into lighting people on fire.”
