"The Dead King never used it as a brothel but as a place to gather all the people who could help him to surpass his brother.
"I was tasked with teaching him spearsmanship, Rakhan with how to fix his outdated Forgemastery, Termian strategy, and so on. Each one of us had their respective duty and by working together we had to help him understand his bloodline abilities."
"What the heck did he mean with 'pleasure', then?" Cyntra's words made sense, but Dusk didn't trust Orpal farther than he could bury him.
"The Dead King kept repeating that ever since he's met Night, he has never experienced a greater ecstasy than becoming stronger and trampling his enemies. He considered us the whetstone with which he sharpened his blade.
"As long as he had use for us, he didn't dare harm us or force us to turn into his Chosen."
"Because of his good heart?" The Red Sun furrowed his brows in disbelief.
