Although his voice trembled, he managed to utter his last words before breathing his last, retiring his lifeless body in her arms.

Few minutes earlier...

His memories were almost as cloudy as his eyes yet the Eagle would bow at his alertness when she entered. He wanted to rush to her and envelope her in a tight hug, sandwiching her between his arms or falling at her feet in worship, kissing the sole of her feet. But his legs betrayed him. The only strength he had was in his thoughts, as they raced back to that fateful cold rainy night, a hell of a night it was.

"Go to hell like that witch mother of yours and never set your miserable feet in my house again," he bellowed. The stench of...