Kings2009

King Silas Benjamin:
You - you make the music that drives me mad.

Death:
A gift; others meet me in silence. Out of deference to those who love you, I give warning.

King Silas Benjamin:
You came for her; you cannot have her.

Death:
Can't I?

King Silas Benjamin:
I was chosen by Him who made you and all things; leave us - you and your music.

Death:
You can't threaten me; He made death even outside his reach.

King Silas Benjamin:
You like to see us suffer.

Death:
It *is* beautiful to see - yours most of all. I come to you sometimes, Silas; I look at you.

King Silas Benjamin:
Then make me suffer more. Give me pain - endless, endless pain; name the knife.

Death:
For this life... I would see you lose what you love more - your crown.

King Silas Benjamin:
It's yours.

Death:
Not for me.

King Silas Benjamin:
Who, then? Anyone.

Death:
Not anyone; to the better man. When he's found, when he comes, you stand aside.

King Silas Benjamin:
Yes.

Death:
Willingly, freely; you support his succession - else I come for you, and you live to see your name be cursed, forgotten.

King Silas Benjamin:
Yes.

Death:
Swear it, before all.

King Silas Benjamin:
Evermore.

Death:
Seal the contract.

[she tears the last pages from the book Silas has been reading to Michelle; he smashes the mirror and marks the pages with his bloody hand]

Death:
You'll wish I'd taken her; you'll beg to change now.