By the time I finish with the two of you, you will be begging me to let you die. (Desiderius) Desi dearest, I have never begged a day in my life, and the sun will surely splinter before I ever plead for anything from the likes of you. (Kyrian)
Sherrilyn Kenyon (2005). “Night Pleasures/Night Embrace”, p.34, St. Martin's Griffin
