You’ll do it, but you’ll die.” I stared at him. “R-really? I’ll actually do it? I’ll kill her?” I looked down at the jar again. Determination flooded me, chasing away the terror at the thought of my impending death. I wouldn’t be able to fulfil my end of the deal with Gadleg, then. I wondered if she knew. I wondered if that was why she’d asked for something so weird and pointless—because she knew I wouldn’t be going back. I nodded. “Then it’ll be worth it.”
