YEAH. SO. WILLIAM THE Extraordinarily Amazingly Handsome and Brilliant here. You know, Anya’s BFF and an honorary—if not the best—Lord of the Underworld. I thought it’d be entertaining enlightening to sit down with the Lords and ask some hard-hitting questions. You know, like what kind of underwear they prefer. So I did what any celebrated journalist would do and kidnapped invited them to the dungeon my office one by one and got the goods. I figured the gods had written an entire book about yours truly—a book Anya continues to hold hostage like the greedy thief she is—so it’d be nice if the Lords had a book of their own. Maybe Anya can steal theirs and give me back mine. Fingers crossed!

Anyway, they didn’t always cooperate, the bastards, but I sure had fun. Warning: let’s just say things get a little sappy at times. Gag! And yeah, I know you’d rather hear about me—I don’t wear any undies—but sit back, relax and enjoy. That’ll be easy to do since I’m right there with the Lords. And yes, I know you’re imagining me naked. Naughty girls. (Call me!)