Chapter 43

• "I am afraid I did not understand you, Milord." Madonna stated politely but a cyclone of annoyance and hatred was brewing inside her.
• She had never hated – nay – despised a person more than Alder. She absolutely loathed him.
• "Simple dear, I wished for you put a memory spell on yourself so you could not remember anything after my task here is accomplished." Madonna quietly looked around the dungeons they were walking through as she contemplated over his bizarre request.