Whenever you are ready, or if you never are, my heart is yours.

His divine spark lives within me, a presence that will never leave. And I am but one of many tools He has at His disposal. If I cannot act - if I refuse to act - that is a choice I am allowed to make. He has given me life, and all I must do to serve Him is to live. Fully and with my whole heart. With this knowledge comes a true understanding of all the gifts He has given me.

In the distance a wolf howls. Let it come, I think. Beast will most likely simply howl back, and the creature will either turn tail and run or fall into line behind him, like the rest of us have.

However, there are those who deserve to die but who have not yet encountered the means to do so—we help them on their way.

... while I am Death's daughter and walk in His dark shadow, surely the darkness can give way to light sometimes.

I will sit here but an hour or two, then leave." I yawn. "So very long as that?" When he answers, there is a wry note in his voice. "I do have my reputation to protect.

If you are not careful, soon you will have men locking themselves in dungeons so that you can rescue them.