Which is almost as bad as being dead, and not quite as bad as being banished to Hel possibly forever. But while I'm in Hel, I might as well cause some chaos-starting with getting the elves to free the changeling humans they've enslaved. And what better way to do that than starting a war?
But those pointy-eared jerks are the least of my problems. An ancient demon is holding me to the terms and conditions of a breeding contract I signed-and my serving one thousand years under his claw is truly the most terrifying thing in all of Hel.