"If there was nothing then why did you kill a whole warehouse of my men just because one person pointed a rifle at her?" He asked, abruptly becoming dominant, talking about an almost five years old memory

"It was in the past." He reasoned- lied. He would still do it if someone would dare to do it.

"But nothing changed. You were always hysterical for her, Nathaniel. I wanted to see if those were only rumors or reality but it was true." He smirked, highly aware of the hex she held on him; his blindfold.

"You were- are a worshiper of her existence." He enunciated but those words pierced through...