'My husband watched the Bane Family grow weaker and weaker, yet all he cared about was Godfrey Daniels' mother.'
"It's all a game. Getting the woman was never the goal, triggering Godfrey was. That will begin his journey."
Aina Bane frowned. Her eyes reflected the fallen imp army and their huge boss dead on his knees, but her late husband's words echoed in her ears.
That night, those last words he said to her before she left him wound through her mind, fresh like a dagger suddenly plunged into her abdomen.
She was so angry back then. Her thoughts were that her husband had gone mad. What was it about an ordinary boy with no remarkable influence or family to speak of?
His mother was a good healer but wasn't good with keeping contacts with influential individuals because she wanted to avoid control more than the one already around her neck. His father was a man that fought for his city and fell.
He was a hero, but a dead one.
