"Don't- don't-" Iestyn cried out, his heart leaping into his mouth. "You bastard-" He wished he could do something other than swear and curse, because it was just exactly what Lucifer wanted from him, and he didn't want to give Lucifer a single moment of satisfaction. It was so hard though, not to. And to not offer himself in Henry's place. Poor, terrified Henry- "Let him GO!"