The boy looked at Madam. "He didn't tell us!" He said quickly. "If i knew I would go and kill him myself." He told her honestly, watching as his fellow mates frowned.
Tulay shook her head. "Only from you." She whispered and looked up into Emry's eyes. "I am so sorry."
She watched him for a moment. "You are so quick to deflect? Do you not serve your Dark Lord honestly?"
He looked at her, clearly relieved. "...Then why did you give me that look?"
He looked at her and bit his lip. “I didn’t want this life. He tricked me. He tricked all of us.” He said and wiped his eyes. “But no one believes me.”
Tulay looked away. “I still don’t trust her.” She whispered to him softly.
"It would seem he didn't trick you very well, then," she mused and kept watching him. "How did he trick you?"
Emrys frowned. "Why? She's a normal human, what else is there not to trust?"
The boy glanced at her and bit his lip. “I thought I would get freedom.” He whispered and looked down as sad tears rolled down his face. “But look at us. We are not free.”
Tulay frowned as well. “You weren’t in here when she was asking me questions.” She reminded him. “She wasn’t letting up.” She started to pace a little. “She’s human, but that doesn’t mean we can trust her.”
"You are not free because I have captured you," The Madam remarked.
Emrys sighed and ran his hands through his hair. "Tulay, you're being paranoid. She's probably just worried."
The boy looked at her and frowned. “No, you don’t understand. We have to be under his command all the time.” He said and wiped his eyes.
Tulay shook her head and made her way to the shed. “I’m not being paranoid.” She muttered and slammed the door shut.
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