You shall not torture me.

You are as far from me as the River Starzke.

I could have let you stay here for my father to deal with, but I have set you free.

I open the door for you, though you are nothing to me, and I am no more to you than one of the women you have fooled and left to eat the vile bread of the forsaken.

You have been, you are a wolf--a wolf." He got to his feet again, and the blood rushed to his face, so that it seemed almost black.