What I fear most is Jack’s belief in the greatest of lies. He believes he deserves it.
What I fear most is Jack’s belief in the greatest of lies. He believes he deserves it.FROM THE JOURNAL OF LORD ALBERT LOCKWOOD
The golden light disappeared, leaving only the Baron Siran, as imperious and disdainful as he’d ever been in life.
“Jacinth,” he said, his nose wrinkled in distaste. “Look at you.”
“You aren’t real,” Jack said. “I’ll listen to nothing you say.”
“Do not speak to your father that way.” He undid his belt and removed it.
“You aren’t my father,” Jack said. “I saw you dead on the study floor.”
“I’ll teach you to speak to me that way. You don’t know what pain is, what suffering is.”
The belt cracked and Jack moved from its path, feeling the air shift where he had stood the momen
