"I want your power," the Dark One says evenly, "and you want it gone. I understand that we can form some sort of arrangement. Now," he continues with a subtle twitch of one finger that lessens the magic's hold incrementally. Freedom, he finds, can be as good an incentive as any. "If you're disinterested in that offer, I'll be quite happy to take my services elsewhere."

Perhaps it will not be enough. He locks eyes with the other man patiently, never lifting his voice from its measured lilt.

"I will not remove your curse unwillingly. But this may be your only chance."