A madness that ought not to have been allowed to be. Years of scheming, corruption, and unpredictability.
"Now you recognize it," Oliver said. "And you know me not to be lying. You have given me much, Princess Asabel – but I might have further use for you still. I shall not allow you to run away, now that I know for certain."
"To that end, I return the same words to you, Ser Patrick," Asabel said. "If you are so enamoured with a power that I despise, then you had best do your best to claim it."
Whatever exactly those words meant, Oliver didn't have the faintest, but they certainly sounded like a challenge.
"Is your heart back to the strength it was?" Oliver asked.