I need not tell you just how many fools exist in the world. They are numerous. Everywhere I look I see another fool. Take my little pet Tygus for example. He was foolish enough to think he could take Redain on his own. Little Caspier Redain who caused me so much trouble. "The best slaver" as they used to call her. They were right. She was good. Was being the operative word. Still, she is not good now. Crazy foolish wench that she is. Tygus took her and lost her and got himself mutilated by that Favarth fool in the process. Still, it did mean that I managed to ambush them both and capture the woman's little children. Twin babies. So cute. They probably need to die eventually, but I have too many games to play with them first.
Inevitably little Redain and her pet Favarth hunted us down. Found our little lair, my little home. The attack was most amusing. Fool Tygus fought fool Favarth and my little pet won. I took down Redain with her own drugged ring and I plan on using more drugs on her before the end. The two fools will be damned. I will play so many games with them before the end that they will not even realise that they are dead.
Then...then I will take down my foolish betrothed...hunt down foolish Fayana and her little pet Qwin and then! Glorious then! I will kill my brother and take everything that I have worked so hard for. I shall damn my enemies and never have to suffer the antics of fools again. Ambition. I never lacked it. I will be triumphant. I will. I will...
