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"Hello Murtagh."
"Hello Master."
"I heard what happened at the battle at Surda. I am disappointed."
"I am sorry Master. He... got away."
"So I heard. You realize that your mistake will cost you greatly?"
"Yes Master. I know."
"You have saddened me Murtagh. I do not wish to do this."
"P-please. Have mercy!"
"Mercy? What do you think I am? I am not merciful. I do no sympathize with you Murtagh. You have failed to do the one thing I asked you. For this you shall pay."
"Please! I will capture him! I will bring him to you!"
"That is what I asked of you before, boy. No, you will suffer your punishment."
"Wh-what is that, Master?"
"You will soon find out, Young Rider."
At this Murtagh screamed in pain. He fell to the floor, shrieking and shaking. He felt two emotions: pain and suffering. King Galbatorix looked at him with distaste. He stopped his silent spell.
"Have you learnt your lesson?"
Murtagh said nothing, he sat shaking, and every time he tried to stand he would fall with a cry of pain.
The king lifted him up with magic and asked him once more, looking him straight in the eye.
"Y-y-yes master" Murtagh stuttered.
The king dropped him once more and left the room.