You were a prisoner of Casteel DaNeer, the Dark, Atlantian murderer and difficult to wound, and kill worse. And maybe the only good thing in that castle where you are locked up is Kieran, his right-hand man

"I asked them to prepare your bath" the Wolven murmured.

"Do you expect me to thank you?" you growled

"It would be nice" said Kieran, "although I doubt it will happen"

"Your expectations are correct"

"They usually are" he replied.