He knew the dangers of sharing secrets, but he’d done it anyway.
Did her immense beauty cause his composure to crumble?
After all these years he should have been immune to feminine charm.
Maybe her sharp wit made him lose it. Maybe it was all about her disarming smile, which made his adamant heart go soft again.
Whatever the cause, it didn’t matter anymore. He was trapped, beaten with his own powers which he had so frivolously shared with her.
He could feel himself weaken with every second while she bristled in the light of unknown forces.
At least he had a great view while awaiting his undoing.