"Do you know something?", his rich voice echoed through the dark limestone cell, interrupting the paced drops of water. Her hands held tightly and the cold, rotten, rusty chains, lest she jumped at him and clawed his pretty obsidian eyes out. Such beautiful and dark homicidal thought...His words disturbed them- "You no longer have anything. Your people hate you, so does your family...So do I.

Is that supposed to mean something to me?

"Why did you do it?"

Because you're an ass...

"Answer me!"

She imagined him naked, though there was not much left to imagine- so she imagined him naked and rotting, slowly being eaten away by maggots. He was not so intimidating then, and his decomposing flesh reeked.

Disgusting.

She heard him take a few steps toward her and she almost gasped when he grabbed her by the hair.

Almost.

"You do not want to anger me."

And she laughed- a ringing sound which resembled that of shattering glass. Her laughter echoed on the dungeon walls, bouncing back to his sensitive ears.

"Are you going to kill me now, " she asked in a hollow, mocking tone," or are you afraid?"

She giggled, a giggle he'd heard plenty of times before, during better times...When he'd tease her, kiss her, dance with her, when he'd try to change Miya's diapers.

His lips brushed across her ear , his breath fanning at her neck, "You know better than to dare me."

Her heart raced.

" I might just consider it, dear."