She didn't answer. She didn't need to. That smile was dangerous and cunning and said it all. She slowly turned away from him, crossing her quarters with silent footsteps, her nightdress unfurling across the floor behind her.

"I think I will keep you. You could be more useful than I first imagined." She looked ahead out of the window, smiling to herself, enjoying her own performance. She certainly had no plans on changing him back, and even if she tried, it wouldn't be with the good magic that saved him, but dark magic that would do so much worse.