“Everyone does—or at least they should.”
“What do you know about him?” I lower my voice so much I think he didn’t hear me. Though I’m sure they did, with that devilish hearing of theirs.
“Shouldn’t I be asking you that?” he replies. “After all, you’re the one who lives with him and feeds him.” Seeing my blank expression, he sighs and continues. “I guess I know almost the same as you. He has a lot of power—so much that even those of noble lineage fear him. He has gifts no one else has. His temper makes him wildly unpredictable, and most of the time people are afraid to anger him, afraid he’ll destroy everything. Generally, he’s not violent, but when he chooses to be, it’s absolute terror. What happened the other night wasn’t the first time—I’ve seen him do the same to almost an entire roo
