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She looked down at Halisstra； a knowing smirk on her face。
Despite the fact that she knew her servant was playing the part… at least she hoped that's all it was…Halisstra shuddered at the look on Danifae's face。 Not having to try very hard to look scared； Drisinil's daughter took another deep breath。
〃Matron Mother；〃 Halisstra said； 〃I assure you I had absolutely no previous awareness of any possible plots of my mother's。 My battle captive is obviously lying to you； trying to save her own worthless hide in exchange for damning me with false accusations。 You cannot possibly accept the word of a battle captive。 She would tell you anything to see me e to a bad end。〃
Ssipriina looked down at Halisstra for another moment and laughed。
〃Of course she would； silly girl； and how fortunate for me。〃 The matron mother turned to Danifae； smiled； and said； 〃Perhaps we can e to some sort of an agreement。 Go and see what you can uncover。〃
Danifae smiled and bowed deeply to Matron Mother Zauvirr； then turned to depart。 As she spun on one heel； she looked down at Halisstra； sneering。
As Halisstra let her gaze follow the backside of her servant； she heard Ssipriina take a deep breath。
〃Now； what to do with you 。。。〃 the matron mother said in a most unpleasant tone。
***
Faeryl Zauvirr loomed over her prisoner； smiling in delight。 The beads of dampness that glistened on Quenthel Baenre's forehead ran in rivulets into her eyes； making her blink and squint。 Her mouth was frozen in a grimace of pain and misery； though it was difficult for her to effect any other expression； with the rothéhide…bound dowel wedged so deeply into her mouth。 The bit was held tightly in place with braided cord tied rightly behind her neck。 Her long white hair was matted limply around her head and spread across the top of the table upon which she lay。
Faeryl stepped back from the table where Quenthel was stretched tightly； her wrists and ankles locked into manacles at either end of the long； narrow rack。 The high priestess's naked body was taut； like the string of an instrument； and coated in a sheen of sweat that glimmered in the light of the braziers； but still Faeryl was not satisfied。
〃Perhaps we should try the needles again；〃 the ambassador mused aloud。 〃They fit so easily beneath the toenails； and it is such fun。〃
Quenthel grunted and shook her head； her red eyes wide。
〃No？ Then maybe there's something in here that I can use to amuse myself；〃 Faeryl said； turning to one of the braziers and sorting the tools resting in it。 〃Some of these are glowing nicely； now。 I've heard that these blunt ones are especially good for the eyes。〃
The grunts increased in rhythm and went up an octave。
Faeryl put her face back down in front of Quenthel's again； but she was no longer smiling。
〃We've only scratched the surface； Mistress Baenre；〃 she spat； once again stringing the honorific out。 The sarcastic tone was being second nature to her。 〃We've got endless hours to enjoy this； and I want to make sure you experience every last little 'pleasantry' Jeggred inflicted on me。〃
Quenthel closed her eyes as a muted groan passed the bit shoved in her mouth。
Faeryl supposed the high priestess might be trembling； or perhaps it was simply the quivering of muscles； strained from being stretched so long。 She chuckled and turned to examine the other prisoner。
Jeggred had been bound tightly to a stout column； lengths of chain encircling him from ankles to chin。 The bonds were so tight； the draegloth could move only his head； which he tossed from side to side as he strained to break free。 He snarled as Faeryl looked at him。
〃Oh； I know；〃 she cooed； stepping closer。 〃You want to gut me； don't you？ You want to spill my blood and dance in it。〃
〃You will die a slow； painful death；〃 the fiend rumbled。 〃I will see to it personally。〃
Faeryl waved her hand in front of her nose。
〃Stop talking； you vile beast。 Your breath is most foul。〃
Jeggred only growled。
Faeryl fixed him with her gaze and said； 〃Do you remember the things you did to me？〃 She almost shuddered but forced herself to remain still。 〃I am going to repay you for it。。。 every bit of it。 I'll send your carcass back to Triel when I'm through。〃
Jeggred smiled。
〃You can't begin to understand the methods of meting out pain。 My attentions were but a part of those methods； and there is nothing you can conceive of that I will notice at all。〃
〃Oh； really？〃 Faeryl replied； her lips pursed。 〃We'll see。 My advisors have told me what things you feel and don't feel。 'He resists the bum of acid and fire； and he will not suffer from cold and lightning；' they said。 But we'll find something。 Yes； we will。 Maybe sound； hmm？ There is something you don't like； and when I discover what it is； you'll enjoy it for endless hours。 I promise you。〃
There was a soft step upon the stone floor near the doorway。 Faeryl turned in irritation to see what the intrusion was all about。 It was Zammzt。
〃What do you want？〃 Faeryl demanded。
She knew the aide was there at her mother's behest and that she was undoubtedly being summoned to attend to the matron mother。 It didn't make her very happy； and though she could not take her annoyance out on her own mother； she could easily do so on the ugly male。 The dark elf bent his knee and dipped his head slightly。
〃I beg pardon； Mistress Zauvirr； but your mother requires your immediate presence in the audience chamber。〃
〃Of course she does；〃 Faeryl snarled。 〃If she has the slightest notion that I am not indisposed； she finds something for me to do。〃
When Zammzt hesitated for the slightest of moments； Faeryl gave him a cold stare。
〃Well；〃 she asked； 〃what are you waiting for？ Go tell her I'm on my way！〃
Zammzt scurried out of the torture room and disappeared around the er； his piwafwi flying behind him。 Faeryl returned her attention to Quenthel。
〃I'll e back and visit with you some more in a bit；〃 she said； 〃and when I do； I really want to give those needles another try。 Maybe the fingernails this time； hmm？〃
The bound form on the rack emitted a whimper。
〃Oh； good； I'm pleased that you like the idea； too。〃
***
Danifae Yauntyrr didn't really expect Matron Mother Zauvirr to grant her free run of the entire House； and her suspicions were correct。 As she departed the audience chamber with a final sneer back in Halisstras direction； she was also careful to note Ssipriina's slight nod at two of the guards standing near the door。 As she stepped through the portal； the guards silently and unobtrusively fell in behind her。 The battle captive pursed her lips in the slightest hint of frustration； but she wouldn't have expected anything else。 It really didn't matter。 She'd just have to put on a bit more of a show。
Ignoring the two House Zauvirr soldiers who followed her； Danifae made her way back to Halisstra's private chambers； where she also took Reverie so that she could attend to the noble drows every need。 She guessed that the guards would no