A death that never seems to come, regardless of how oft you are to promise it. One might think you do not keep your word, Dotharl.

[Magnai looks down his nose at her, never moving off his throne as he watches her inspect his throne room.]

What business do you bring, Khatun? Surely you are not here merely to speaks words with no more weight to them than hot air... however unsurprising that reality would be.