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h　razor…sharp；　burning　misery。　He　had　no　idea　how　long　she　held　the　Agiel　there；　but　when　she　took　it　away；　his　screams　echoed　from　the　stone　walls。
　
　When　he　finally　went　limp；　she　kissed　his　ear　and　whispered　breathlessly　in　it。　〃That　was　a　simply　delightful　scream；　my　pet。　I've　never　heard　one　better。　Except　a　scream　in　death；　of　course
　
　You　did　very　well；　my　pet；　you　never　moved　an　inch。〃　She　kissed　his　neck　tenderly；　then　his　ear　again。　〃Shall　we　try　the　other　side？〃
　
　Richard　sagged　in　the　shackles。　He　couldn't　even　cry。　She　pulled　his　head　back　harder　as　she　moved　to　the　other　side　of　him。
　
　When　she　was　finally　finished　with　him；　and　unhooked　the　chain；　he　collapsed　to　the　floor。　He　didn't　think　himself　capable　of　moving；　but　when　she　motioned　him　up　with　the　Agiel；　the　mere　sight　of　it　made　him　do　as　she　wanted。　。
　
　〃That's　all　for　today；　my　pet。〃　Richard　thought　he　might　die　of　joy。　〃I'm　going　to　get　some　sleep。　Today　was　only　a　part　day；　tomorrow　we　will　get　in　a　full　day　of　training。　You　will　find　a　full　day　more　painful。〃
　
　Richard　was　too　exhausted　to　care　about　tomorrow。　He　wanted　only　to　lie　down。　Even　the　stone　floor　would　feel　like　the　best　bed　he　had　ever　slept　in。　He　looked　at　it　longingly。
　
　Denna　brought　the　chair　over；　took　the　chain　that　hung　from　his　collar；　and　hooked　it　over　the　iron　peg　in　the　beam。　He　watched　in　confusion；　too　weary　to　try　to　figure　out　her　intent。　When　finished；　she　walked　toward　the　door。　Richard　realized　there　wasn't　enough　slack　to　allow　him　to　lie　down。
　
　〃Mistress　Denna；　how　am　I　to　sleep？〃
　
　She　turned　and　gave　him　a　condescending　smile。　〃Sleep？　I　don't　recall　telling　you　that　you　were　allowed　to　sleep。　Sleep　is　a　privilege　you　earn。　You　have　not　earned　it。　Don't　you　remember　this　morning；　when　you　had　that　nasty　vision　of　killing　me　with　your　sword？　Don't　you　remember　I　told　you　that　you　would　be　sorry　you　did　it？　Good　night；　my　pet。〃
　
　She　started　to　leave；　but　turned　back。　〃And　if　you　have　any　thoughts　of　simply　pulling　the　chain　off　the　peg　and　letting　the　pain　make　you　pass　out；　I　wouldn't　try　it　if　I　were　you。　I　changed　the　magic。　It　will　not　allow　you　to　pass　out　anymore。　If　you　pull　the　chain　off；　or　fall　down　accidentally；　and　that　pulls　it　off；　I　will　not　be　here　to　help　you。　You　will　be　all　alone；　for　the　night；　with　the　pain。　Think　about　that；　if　you　get　sleepy。〃
　
　She　turned　on　her　heels　and　left；　taking　the　torch　with　her。
　
　Richard　stood　in　the　dark；　crying。　After　a　time；　he　forced　himself　to　stop；　and　thought　of　Kahlan。　That　was　something　pleasant　Denna　couldn't　take　away　from　him。　At　least　not　tonight。　He　made　himself　feel　good　by　thinking　of　how　she　was　safe；　and　had　people　to　protect　her。　Zedd；　and　Chase；　and　soon　Michael's　army。　He　envisioned　her　where　she　must　be；　at　a　camp　somewhere；　right　now；　with　Siddin　and　Rachel；　taking　care　of　them；　telling　them　stories；　making　them　laugh。
　
　He　smiled　at　the　vision　of　her　in　his　mind。　He　savored　the　memory　of　her　kiss；　the　feel　of　her　against　him。　Even　if　he　wasn't　with　her；　she　could　still　make　him　smile；　make　him　happy。　What　happened　to　him　didn't　matter。　She　was　safe。　That　was　all　that　counted。　Kahlan；　and　Zedd；　and　Chase；　were　safe；　and　they　had　the　last　box。　Darken　Rahl　was　going　to　die；　and　Kahlan　was　going　to　live。
　
　After　it　was　over；　what　did　it　matter　what　happened　to　him？　He　might　as　well　be　dead。　Denna；　or　Darken　Rahl；　would　see　to　that。　He　had　only　to　endure　the　pain　until　then。　He　could　do　that。　What　did　it　matter？　Nothing　Denna　could　do　could　match　the　pain　of　knowing　that　he　couldn't　be　with　Kahlan。　The　woman　he　loved。　The　woman　he　loved；　who　would　choose　another。
　
　He　was　glad　he　was　going　to　be　dead　before　then。　Maybe　he　could　do　something　to　hurry　it　along；　it　certainly　didn't　take　much　to　make　Denna　angry。　If　he　moved　the　next　time　she　put　the　Agiel　in　his　ear；　he　would　be　permanently　impaired；　then　maybe　he　would　be　of…no　use　to　her。　Maybe　she　would　kill　him　then。　He　had　never　felt　so　alone　in　his　life。
　
　〃I　love　you；　Kahlan；〃　he　whispered　into　the　dark。
　
　…＋
　
　As　Denna　had　promised；　the　next　day　was　worse。　She　seemed　well　rested；　and　anxious　to　work　off　some　of　her　energy　at　the　task　of　breaking　him。　He　knew　there　was　one　thing　he　had　control　over；　a　choice　in。　He　waited　for　her　to　use　the　Agiel　in　his　ear　again；　so　he　could　jerk　his　head　with　all　his　strength；　and　cause　serious　damage；　but　she　never　did；　as　if　she　sensed　what　he　might　do。　That　gave　him　a　shred　of　hope；　it　was　something　he　had　made　her　do。　He　had　made　her　not　use　the　Agiel　in　that　way。　She　didn't　have　all　the　control　she　thought　she　did；　he　still　was　able　to　force　her　to　do　something　by　his　own　choice。　The　thought　heartened　him。　The　thought　of　how　he　had　locked　his　self…respect；　his　dignity；　away　in　his　secret　room　gave　him　the　ability　to　do　what　was　necessary。　He　let　himself　do　as　she　wished；　when　she　wished　it。
　
　The　only　time　Denna　paused　was　a　few　times　to　sit　at　the　table　to　eat。　She　would　watch　him　while　she　slowly　ate　fruit；　smiling　to　herself　when　he　moaned。　He　was　given　nothing　to　eat；　only　water　from　a　cup　she　held　for　him　after　she　was　finished　with　her　meal。
　
　At　the　end　of　the　day　she　hooked　his　chain　to　the　beam　again　and　made　him　stand　for　the　night。　He　didn't　bother　to　ask　why；　it　didn't　matter。　She　was　going　to　do　as　she　wished　and　there　was　nothing　he　could　do　to　change　it。
　
　In　the　morning　when　she　returned　with　the　torch；　he　was　still　standing；　but　barely。　She　seemed　in　a　good　mood。
　
　〃I　want　a　good…morning　kiss。〃　She　smiled。　〃I　expect　you　to　return　it。　Show　me　how　happy　you　are　to　see　your　mistress。〃
　
　He　did　his　best；　but　had　to　concentrate　on　how　pretty　her　braid　was。　The　embrace　ignited　the　flames　of　pain　in　the　wounds　she　pressed　against。　When　she　was　finished；　and　the　hurt　left　him　shaking；　she　pulled　the　chain　off　the　peg　and　tossed　it　on　the　floor。
　
　〃You　are　learning　to　be　a　good　pet。　You　have　earned　two　hours　of　sleep。〃
　
　He　collapsed　to　the　floor；　asleep　before　the　sound　of　her　footsteps　faded。
　
　He　discovered　that　being　awakened　by　the　Agiel　was　a　terror　all　its　own。　The　brief　sleep　had　done　little　to　revive　him。　He　needed　much　more　than　he　had　been　allowed。　He　vowed　to　himself　that　he　would　struggle　with　all　his　might　to　get　through　the　entire　day　without　making。　a　single　mistake；　to　do　exactly。　as　she　wished；　and　maybe　she　would　grant　him　a　whole　night's　sleep。
　
　He　put　his　effort　into　doing　everything　she　wished；　hoping　he　would　please　her。　He　was　hoping；　too；。　that　he　would　be　given　something　to　eat。　He　hadn't　eaten　since　she　had　captured　him。　He　wondered　which　he　wanted　more…sleep；　or　food。　He　decided　that　what　he　wanted　the　most　was　for　the　pain　to　stop。　Or　for　him　to　be　allowed　to　die
　
　He　was　at　the　end　of　his　strength；　felt　his　life　slipping　away　from　him；　and　awaited　the　end　with　longing。　Denna　seemed　to　sense　his　waning　endurance；　and　eased　up；　giving　him　more　time　to　recover；　taking　longer　breaks。　He　didn't　care；　he　knew　it　was　never　going　to　end；　he　was　lost。　He　surrendered　his　will　to　live；　to　go　on；　to　hold　out。　She　cooed　to　him　soothingly；　stroking　his　face；　as　he　hung　in　the　shackles；　resting。　She　spoke　encouragingly　to　him；　told　him　not　to　give　up；　and　promised　that　when　fie　was　broken；　it　would　be　better。　He　just　listened；　not　even　able　to　cry。
　
　When　at　last　she　unhooked　the　shackles　from　the　beam；　he　thought　it　must　be　night　again；　he　had　no　sense　of　time　anymore。　He　waited　for　her　to　hook　up　the　chain；　or　throw　it　on　the　floor　and　tell　him　he　could　sleep。　She　did　neither。　She　instead　hooked　it　over　the　chair；　told　him　to　stand；　and　left。　When　she　returned；　she　was　carrying　a　bucket。
　
　〃On　your　knees；　my　pet。〃　She　sat　in　the　chair　next　to　him；　took　a　brush　from　the　hot　soapy　water；　and　started　scrubbing　him。　The　stiff　bristles　brought　a　pain　all　of　their　own　as　they　worked　into　his　wounds。　〃We　have　a　dinner　invitation。　I　have　to　get　you　cleaned　up。　I　rather　like　the　smell　of　your　sweat；　your　fear；　but　I'm　afraid　it　would　offend　the　guests。〃
　
　She　worked　with　an　odd　sort　of　tenderness。　It　reminded　him　of　the　way　a　person　would　care　for　a　dog。　He　fell　against　her；　unable　to　hold　himself　up。　He　wouldn't　lean　against　her　for　support　if　he　had　the　strength　not　to；　but　he　didn't。　She　let　him　stay　where　he　was　as　she　scrubbed。　He　wondered　who　the　dinner　invitation　was　from；　but　didn't　ask。
　
　Denna　told　him　anyway。　〃Queen　Milena　herself　has　asked　us　to　join　her　and　her　guests　for　dinner。　Quite　an　honor；　for　someone　as　low　as　you；　wouldn't　you　say？〃。
　
　He　only　nodded；　not　having　enough　strength　to　speak。
　
　Queen　Milena。　So　they　were　in　her　castle。　He　guessed　that　didn't　surprise　him。　Where　else　would　she　have　had　time　to　take　him？　When　she　was　finished；　she　allowed　him　one　hour　of　sleep；　to　rest　for　dinner。　He　slept　at　her　feet。
　
　She　woke　him　with　her　boot　instead　of　the　Agiel。　He　almost　cried　at　her　mercy　and　heard　himself　thanking　her　profusely　for　her　kindness　to　him。　She　gave　him　instructions　as　to　his　behavior。　He　would　have　his　chain　hooked　to　her　belt；　and　was　to　keep　his　eyes　to　her；　speak　to　no　one　unless　they　spoke　to　him　first；　and　then　only　if　he　looked　to　her　first　for　permission　to　answer。　He　would　not　be　allowed　to　sit　at　the　table；　but　would　sit　on　the　floor；　and　if　he　behaved　himself；　he　would　be　given　something　to　eat。
　
　He　promised　to　do　as　she　wished。　The　idea　of　sitting　on　the　floor　sounded　wonderful　to　him：　to　be　able　to　rest；　and　not　have　to　stand；　or　be　hurt。　And　to　be　allowed　something　to　eat；　at　last。　He　would　make　sure　he　did　nothing　to　displease　her；　or　to　keep　her　from　giving　him　food。
　
　Richard's　brain　was　in　a　fog　as　he　followed　behind　Denna；　attached　to　her　by　the　chain　on　his　collar；　concentrating　on　keeping　the　proper　amount　of　slack。　The　manacles　were　off　his　wrists；　but　the　cuts　from　them　were　red　and　swollen；　and　throbbed　painfully。　He　vaguely　remembered　some　of　the　rooms　they　passed　through。
　
　In　the　room　with　other　people；　Denna　stopped　as　she　strode　around；　talking　briefly　with　finely　dressed　people。　Richard　kept　his　eyes　on　her　braid。　The　braid　had　obviously　been　done　o