AN: I am so sorry for not updating, I have been extremely busy with application letters, tests, and interviews. I barely had enough time for school work and some days I didn't even have time for that. However, it was all worth it in the end as I got accepted into the school of my choice. Once again, I apologize for not being able to update I hope you all can forgive me. Oh and I decided to change the entire direction of this story. Hope you like it. P.S.- Reread the summary Hope you like the story. :)

Nothing. Pure nothing. It was all consuming. Engulfing everything in it's wake. For a moment everything ended. It made the bitter cold of air that followed that much more biting. Even after all this time the frigid air still chilled her down to the bone, pathetic.

"Shaoling," The blood in her veins began to run cold at the mere sound of his voice. In that moment she wished for nothing more than the ability to run, to move, to do anything but stand there petrified. But in spite of all that she still stood rooted to the spot of her watery grave.

He reached out his hand in a gentle manner softly stroking her tender skin. His fingers idly traced the outline of her jaw bone down to her taunt muscles of her neck. A taste of the punishment that was sure to come.

"Your Majesty...I beg your forgiveness." Even though her voice was barely audible she knew he had heard it.

A smile stretched across his normally unreadable features as he contemplated her words.

"And why exactly are you sorry, my dear"

"I did not follow your orders" There was no use trying to lie or deceive him it would only serve to enrage his majesty even more. Perhaps her straightforwardness would bring her salvation.

"Exactly and I'm sure your well aware of the consequences of disobeying my orders. Aren't you," Her mind briefly flashed back to her last punishment with well concealed rage. However, she was not given the time to dwell on such thoughts as his fingers began to roughly tighten around her neck. Freezing water forced itself into her gaping mouth as he plunged her into the frigid waters below. She trashed and flailed in the waves, her lungs burning in futile attempts for air. Shaoling could barely make out the blurry figure standing above her with a ruthless smile stretched across his face. Then she realized it. He was enjoying this. He was enjoying her utter agony. The bastard.

Blackness began to creep towards the edge of her vision as all of the righteous determination and unbreakable spirit she held earlier began to dissipate into mild submission. He watched the bursting flames of resistance quelling into mere sparks inside her stormy gray orbs. Satisfied that he had managed to suppress her more defiant side, at least for the time being, Yhwach hoisted her above the water and unceremoniously released her shivering body onto the stone cold ground. For a second he thought her dead before a fit of coughing followed by heavy gulps of air proved him wrong.

Shaoling, still desperately filling her lungs, was reduced to a spasming ball attempting to purge herself of water. Her throat stung. She could barely move her limbs. Her body was shaking violently. I t was pathetic.

Yhwach stood above her, not a hint of pity visible on his face. He dropped to his knees, becoming eye level with her, and pulled her head towards her. He stopped just above her ear.

"I would advise you to not displease me again or your punishment will be considerably... worse," He emphasized his last word to allow her imagination to conjure up plenty of the much more horrific punishments he could use if she became disobedient again.

"Yes, your majesty," She somehow managed to choke out a sentence lest he see fit for her to be punished again.

Her master seemed pleased with the response as he took his leave.

"Oh and be careful on the floor. After all it is quite slippery."

After his majesty had nearly ended her tenure as his personal "project" he had given her a brief respite. She knew it would not last long, his majesty had never let her stray far from battle before. She was blessed to even have this time.

Shaoling nearly made her suffering audible as she lay her tender body out on the bed. Her near perfect silence turned out to be in vain as it did not seem to matter how well she managed to stifle her groans Amelia could still hear her. Or perhaps she just looked at her soaking wet attire and near state of unconsciousness and had reached her conclusion. But no matter she knew the inevitable lecture on obedience was coming, as it had every time before.

"Now look what you've got yourself into this time you damn saumensch, always making trouble this one," Her words were punctuated with the occasional shake of the head or tsking sound followed by low muttering of how troublesome she was.

It all seemed to blur together -skilled hands trailed over her wounds, a coat of pulsating liquid draped around her neck- all her movements became one then she slowly began to fade into the darkness.

Sleep was beckoning her.