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The magic will prevent it； the same as it prevents you from moving the chain from where I put it。〃 Richard blinked numbly at her。 〃There is no way for you to escape me； not even through death。 You will be mine as long as I choose to let you live。〃
〃That won't be long； Mistress Denna。 Darken Rahl is going to kill me。〃
〃Perhaps。 But even if he does； it will only be after you tell him what he wants to know。 What I want is for you to answer his questions； and you are going to do what I want without hesitation。〃 Her brown eyes had the hardness of steel。 〃You may not believe that right now； but you have no idea how good I am at training people。 I have never failed to break a man。 You may think you will be the first； but you will soon be begging to please me。〃
The first day with her wasn't over； and already Richard knew he would do almost anything she said。 She had weeks left to train him。 If he could have willed himself to die on the spot； he would have done it。 The worst thing was knowing she was right； there was nothing he could do to stop her。 He was at her mercy； and he didn't think she had a shred of it。
〃I understand； Mistress Denna。 I believe you。〃 Her pleasant smile made him need to think of how pretty her braid was。
〃Good。 Now； take off your shirt。〃 Her smile widened at the puzzled look on his face； and the way he started unbuttoning his shirt nonetheless。 She held the Agiel in front of his eyes。 〃It's time to teach you all the things the Agiel can do。 If you leave your shirt on； it will be covered in blood； and I won't be able to find a fresh spot on you。 You are going to see why the outfit I wear is this color。〃
He pulled his shirttail out。 He was breathing hard； in a near panic。 〃But Mistress Denna； what have I done wrong？〃
She cupped a hand to the side of his face with mock concern。 〃Why； don't you know？〃 He shook his head； swallowing back the lump in his throat。 〃You have let yourself be captured by a Mord…Sith。 You should have killed all my men with your sword。 I think you could have done it。 You were very impressive； as far as you went。 Then you should have used your knife or your bare hands to kill me； while I was vulnerable； before I had control of your magic。 You should have never given me the chance to take control of the magic from you。 You should have never tried to
use it against me。〃 ‘
〃But why must you use the Agiel on me； now。〃
She laughed。 〃Because I want you to learn。 Learn that I can do whatever I want； and there is no way for you to stop me。 You must learn that you are totally helpless； and that if you enjoy any time without pain； it is only because I choose it。 Not you。〃 The smile left her face。 She went to the table； returned with manacles held with a length of chain。 〃Now。 You have a problem that annoys me。 You keep falling down。 We are going to fix that。 Put these on。〃
She threw them at him。 He struggled to control his breathing as he latched each iron band to a shaking wrist。 Denna dragged the chair over to a beam； made him stand under it。 She stood on the chair to hook the chain to an iron peg。
〃Stretch up。 It doesn't reach yet。〃 He had to stand on his toes and stretch before she could get it hooked。 〃There。〃 She smiled。 〃Now we won't have any more problems with you falling down。〃
Richard hung from the chain； trying to control his terror； the iron bands digging into his wrists because of his own weight。 He knew there was nothing he could do to stop her before； but this was different。 It amplified his helplessness； made him all the more aware that there was no way for him to fight back。 Denna pulled on her gloves； walked around him several times； tapping the Agiel against her hand； prolonging his anxiety。
If only he had been killed trying to stop Darken Rahl…that was a price he had been prepared to pay。 This was different。 This was death without dying。 Living death。 He was not even to be allowed the dignity of fighting back。 He knew what the Agiel felt like； he didn't need her to show him anymore。 She was only doing this to take away his pride； his self…respect。 To break him。
Denna tapped the Agiel against his chest and back as she continued walking around him。 Each touch of it was like a dagger knifing into him。 Each touch made him cry out in pain and twist on the chain； and he knew she hadn't even really begun yet。 The first day was still not over； and there would be many more to e。 He cried at his helplessness。
Richard imagined his sense of self； his dignity； as a living thing； saw it in his mind。 He imagined a room。 A room that was impervious to anything； to any harm。 He put his dignity； his self respect； into that room； and locked the door。 No one would have a key to that door。 Not Denna； not Darken Rahl。 Only him。 He would endure what was to e； for as long as it was to e； without his dignity。 He would do what he had to； and someday he would unlock the door； and be himself again； even it if was only in death。 But for now； he would be her slave。 For now。 But not always。 Someday； it would end。
Denna took his face in both her hands and kissed him； hard。 Hard enough to make his cut lip throb and sting。 She seemed to enjoy the kiss more when she was sure it hurt him。 She took her face from his； her eyes wide with delight。 〃Shall we begin； my pet？〃 she whispered。
〃Please； Mistress Denna；〃 he whispered； 〃don't do this。〃
Her smile widened。 〃That's what I wanted to hear。〃
Denna began showing him what the Agiel would do； how if she dragged it lightly across his flesh； it raised fluid…filled welts； and how if she pressed a little harder； they filled with blood。 When she bore down； he could feel warm wetness on his sweaty； skin。 She could also make the exact same pain without leaving a mark。 His teeth hurt from gritting them so hard。 Sometimes she would stand… behind him； waiting until he was off guard before she touched it to him。 When she tired of that she made him close his eyes and keep them closed while she walked around him； pressing it against him or dragging it around his chest。
She would laugh when she succeeded in making him think it was ing； and he would brace for it； and it didn't。 One particularly sharp jab brought his eyes open wide； giving her an excuse to use the glove。 She made him beg for forgiveness for opening his eyes without being told to do so。 His wrists bled from the manacles cutting into them。 It was impossible to keep his weight off them。
His anger only got away from him once； when she pressed the Agiel into his armpit。 She stood with a smirk； watching； while he twisted； trying to think of her hair。 Since putting the Agiel there caused him to lose control of the anger； she concentrated on that area for a long time； but he didn't make the same mistake twice。 Since he didn't bring on the pain of the magic again； she did it for him； only when she did it he couldn't turn it off； no matter how hard he tried。 He had to beg her to do it for him。 Sometimes she would stand in front of him； watching him catch his breath。 A few times； she pressed herself against him； hugging his chest； squeezing； the hardness of the leather making eve