'There is a man,' he starts, and the frustration boils to the surface, knitting his brow.

'He thinks he is dead, Rae. Is convinced that he has fallen from Grace, and that I am some devil sent to torment him.' That his actions may have brought that judgement on himself completely escapes him.

'He is a stubborn fool, and I am taking him back to Wallachia. A retreat of sorts.'

Even if he has to hogtie the man and drag him, he will see this through to the end.