She'd hated him at first.

But the first time she'd actually met him she couldn't focus on her destroyed plans, only on his ears, and eyes, and power. So much power.

And she'd tried.

But she couldn't do it.

When he'd tried to bargain his life, she'd changed the trade. She couldn't stand the thought of someone as powerful as him sacrificing himself for a Prince. For a Pendragon.

She saw the rage in his eyes. For the first time in years she felt fear.

And she remembered why she'd been drawn to him in the first place.

The power.