For months, Aaravos had let you think you were winning. That you were in control. He lured you in, tricked you into revealing everything about yourself, taught you dark, forbidden magic all while letting you find out things about himself. Little bits and pieces, but it was enough to make you cocky... You grew to trust him, letting him fill your head with his manipulative words, and still you thought you were safe. So when he gave you a spell and "forgot" to tell you what it was for, you didn't even bat an eye. By the time you found out, it was too late and you were frantically beating on the wrong side of the mirror, screaming for help while Aaravos just laughed...

"Welcome, my love!"