I paced in front of Amis, attempting to quell my rage and hatred of all things. I could just cut her down and leave but her blasted domain was too different from mine, I couldn't find a way out.

"And what is to stop you from going back on your word?" Amis asked from her unearthly throne. It was a pristine thing made of marble, silver and pearl.

"The same thing that stops me from drawing a blade and fighting my way out of here." I glared at her and bared my ...