“If you kill me, never will you know. Put me down for our
old friendship, Annjia. I have suffered as you do not imagine. Let your old
Master help you!"
This he said to me as I held him by the neck and
prepared to crush it. Unfortunately it was persuasive. Viere’s presence after the
battle was not something I anticipated because Mirtai had told me that he was
dead. She was incorrect. I do not think this was a deliberate fabrication on
her part. She believed he was, and so I did also.
The Nath’rezim, when he made Mirtai mortal, had
occupied Viere’s body and placed his spirit into the body of the imp. Mirtai
even mentioned the imp once to me offhand – I should have given it more attention.
This was also what caused my hesitation at the beginning of the battle. I knew
that confronting the enemy meant that I would see Viere's face again, even if it was not truly him anymore. But it seems he was
punished heavily these long months. He was nearly dead in that pathetic form.
Bloodied and beaten.
It was also with him that I made the pact for the
means to enter this realm and search for my beloved. Thus I avoided contact
with any that might try to help or prevent it. I was not in possession of
faculties that would facilitate explaining why I had bargained with my own devil. May
I be forgiven if this dark deal is fulfilled.
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