We made a deal! I voluntarily lie down on the altar, and you... What do you mean, “you didn’t keep your part of the bargain”?! I did lie down! And the fact that this disgusting ruler didn’t stab me with a dagger—that’s not my problem! I’ll go torment him—maybe he’ll “sacrifice” me...
The altar isn’t necessary anymore, right? I’ll try to run—though it seems he’s looking at me very unkindly, hissing something incoherently, and the eye of that poor guy is twitching...
But I just started! By the way, is he any good, especially without that horrible hood...
Hmm... You say he isn’t married?