Bitter Bargain

Roland watched Cordelia for a long time. Then he said, "I can let the doctors resume treatment, but I hope you won't cooperate too much. Since you're sick, a natural death would be just following the course; don't interfere."

Roland wanted Cordelia to die sooner.

Cordelia clenched her fingers and asked, "You want me dead?"

"That's not quite right. Your illness is determined by fate; wouldn't it