Temmin withdrew from the book. He brimmed with desire, outrage, disgust and a deep need to see Emmae revenged, every hand on her, every one of Hildin's infuriating strokes imprinted on his body. That such a personal violation could bring on such ecstasy--it had to be the spell.
"You're shaking, Your Highness," said Teacher. "Take a moment."
Temmin closed his eyes, marshalling his emotions. "I want him dead, I so want to see him die," he muttered.