Cass was having a hard time. He felt that anyone would be, given everything that had been revealed to him.
How had he not even considered it? How had he thought that the rumours had been false? Untrue? Was it because of what Ser Hune had said? How someone related to him had been unable to make a contract with a demon?
How had he thought that no one would be able to succeed? Why had this blind spot formed?
She giggled.
"You looked shocked. I'm sorry baby. I meant to see you sooner, but your stubborn grandfather kept getting rid of the demons I had put in place to take you to see me." That did not make Cass feel well. In fact, it actually made him feel worse.
It was fucked up. It was soo fucked up that for once, Cass had to acknowledge that that fucker was right. His Mom had been making deals with demons.
