Your Parents Are On The News!

He did not move from his position, but his voice boomed in their ears. "You three better have a good reason for showing your faces here without bringing what I required. If you think I'm going to give you an easy death, well, think again."

The three witches shook with fear and dropped to their knees in front of Malgorth. He wore a cloak made of raven feathers and a crown crafted from bones.

"Lord Malgorth, we come bearing news," the first witch, Cilia, said in a quivering voice.

"So why should I listen to you three instead of slitting your throat right now?" Malgorth asked, his voice cold and cruel. 

"We have news about the mage," the second witch, Bane, said quickly.

"Why am I hearing news about this mage, but not its head on a spike in front of me? Do you know how annoyed I've been for the past couple of days, waiting to hear from you three idiots?" Malgorth snapped, his eyes flashing with anger.