Do you always blindly follow orders from your master? You are no more than a common mutt,’ Varg growled.Tain laughed. ‘He is not my master, jotun. I serve no god, so I certainly serve no man, not even The Serpent himself. I am merely interested in my own goal and completing The Serpent’s goal will lead me to mine.

It's a lot to ask, but I need you to listen to a story that I've never told anyone,' Varg answered.'Why would listening be a lot to ask?' Milea inquired.Varg paused. 'Because the story I am about to tell you may make you see me as a monster.

Now this may sting a little. Of course, I have never used this spell, so I am not entirely sure.

By the time I realized I even had a heart at all, it already belonged to you.

The grand castle in Cartigo, the capital city of Cierith, stood high against the full moon and cast a heavy shadow across the city. The forest surrounding the city whispered eerily throughout the night, and the townspeople bolted their doors shut in fear of the soldiers who patrolled the streets looking for an excuse to arrest someone. The man responsible for this tyranny, on the other hand, sat comfortably on his stolen throne and ruled the land with an iron fist.

He may have been a kitchen servant to the rest of the world, but to me, he was the world.