Kill Me

"What did you do to me, witch?" Aldric's voice was a low, menacing growl.

"W-what?" Islinda stuttered, her voice barely a whisper.

"What spell did you use on me?" he demanded, his eyes darkening with the rage that seemed to thicken the very air around them.

"I don't know what you're —" she began, but her words faltered when Aldric suddenly appeared before her, startling her. She had not even seen him move. One moment he was there, the next, he was crouched before her, the shadows around him rippling ominously. He reached for her jaw and held in between his thumb, the move so gentle that she thought he was back to himself until he tightened his grasp to the point it hurt, "Don't lie to me," he hissed, his voice laced with a dangerous edge. "Elena told me everything. How you manipulated me, how you twisted my mind."