break into song. The same song I sang on my first day out of the grave, acting on Daniel’s order. But then, I was singing it quietly and carefully. Now, my voice is filled with hate and is getting louder by the minute. It sends the ghouls and ghosts into a frenzy and they come for the soldiers with even more blood lust.
“Agatha! Stop it!” The king is crying but I continue singing with a smile.
