He grimaced, blood in his teeth as he looked up at you, bound, on his knees, fooled by a temptress. He wanted to kick himself for trusting you.

You had him. Everything that went wrong now was all his fault, for trusting you. Leaking of confidential information, fires which destroyed evidence, battles and terror-inducing attacks across the world, you went blameless because he believed you. You brought his walls down and he didn't even notice, and now it cost him everything.

" 'ow dare ye.. after everything.. everything we'v been through togetha'.. just for you to be a backstabbing, two timing-"