"Things never goes as you wish them to be, do they, Alfred?", the ghost said and approached the dragon rider.
"You're dead in some way, aren't you?"
"AND FOR THAT I HATE YOU THE MOST.", Helena said as her face distorced to shout as a banshee's scream. "But I won't be a fool like the dragon you ride. I won't curse you more than you already are. I won't give something that can make you even more astonishing and frightening than you already are."
