No Price Too High
Years have passed, and still she refuses to be easily moulded into what Lady Shar wishes her to be. She questions my teachings,  hesitates when she should be pitiless, and longs to venture the world like some guileless animal. So often, her behaviour makes a mockery of the name she has adopted - Shadowheart. That Lady Shar believes that she shall one day become the perfect embodiment of her will makes my gorge rise. Have I not proven myself worthy? Did I not sacrifice everything in order to please the Nightsinger? I had built something great in her honour, in Waterdeep. All gone now. Those who followed me have been embraced, and I am left with honing a child of the Moon Bitch's followers in Lady Shar's right hand. I will not give up. I will remake her, or I will break her. The Nightsinger shall know who is her most loyal servant, one way or another.