“You seem really mad!” commented Illyria and that did nothing to reduce my anger at all.
“And that was really good of you to see. I cannot say that there could be a better description of what I am feeling at the moment but know this Illyria, and know this well, if you think that there is no way to torture you then it is wrong. If you think that I cannot be cold and callous enough so as to hurt you then you are wrong. I might be an Empath but that does not mean that it gives you the right or the authority to do absolutely anything that you want,” I said and this time my glare at her was absolutely lethal.
“Does it not? Because I was of the opinion that I could really do what I want. In life, happiness had eluded me and in death I am stuck as a soul in this plain. So why not take the best
