Serenica wanted to try to curse the Maroon King. Cursing an expert deadrouser was about as risky as dancing on the back of a griffin, but it had to be done, someone had to try it, and that someone was her. Of course she would do it with the assistance of other witches.
She gathered in Toadworth's hut with the captain and the prince.
"How are we going to do it?" Spade asked. "The Raelian way? I hear you people have the best curses. No survivors."
