"he still has a hold of you doesn't he" his own voice was shaking now "maybe i should have taken his head off, would whatever spell he put on you be gone then? would you love me more if i bought you his head!" he shouted the last question, getting up and slamming his hands on the table, the whole room was silent so when the bloody knife fell on the floor the sound was loud and rang out across the room "even dead you love him more then me"