“If I did it for her—if I destroyed the Seelie and the humans, she would give me Tir n’Aill for my own. But in return, I must keep the Unseelie close—to protect her chosen people and become one of them. I, of course, said yes.” Valroy coughed and winced. Oh, that hurt when he did not have both his lungs. “I would make myself small for her. I would sacrifice my own being and leave the ephemeral shadows, if it meant I could finally feed the hunger for death that fuels me. Too bad the bitch changed her mind.”
