(A/N: Guys, I haven't decided this yet (okay, I'm lying. I have but I want your input anyways). Should Pa'das end up with Eckerd or Jander? What do you think?)
Chapter Ten
Sarrasor was raging. That bitch Pa'das had humiliated him too many times. First of all, she could fight better than him. She was a woman, and she could out-fight him! That wasn't proper! The role of woman was subservient - they were to be dominated and ruled by men. Oh, but he had dominated her. He had pretended to be her friend - had pretended to accept her, even with that ridiculous talent - until she had come to love him, and thought he loved her, too.
And what a fine ride she had been! He had her when she was still innocent. Sarrasor smirked at the memory - innocent and naïve. And a good ride!
And then he had broken her. Subtle insults until she thought she was worth nothing and he would be the only one who would care about her. Soon, he was able to do whatever he wanted with her. Then the damn baby had come, and the slut screwed up enough courage to run. Imagine! The whore had left him! How dare she!
So, he started following her. He never showed himself to her, instead let her know he was following by little signs. She was always running from him, the pathetic bitch. Until Makam, that is. That damn elf - no, vampire - had done something to her. It had given her confidence, or something.
Sarrasor couldn't understand how she could stand to be around that thing. It wasn't even human! And not only was it an elf, but a vampire, too! It was two of the greater evils of the world, combined into one.
And then when he had finally confronted her, figuring he could rid the world of the evil of the vampire elf and reclaimed his plaything at the same time, she had dared to call her stupid little animal friends to help her! And that beast had told him, him of all people, to leave!
Now, Sarrasor was out for revenge. He would get his plaything, Pa'das, back, and make her pay most horribly. Maybe he would kill the child…. Sarrasor mused over that for a moment. That would be perfect, to kill her precious Korrieana. What kind of a name was Korrieana, anyway?
And the vampire. It would die, too. Sarrasor glanced around at his traveling companions. The four of them were huge. They were all probably half-orcs, but Sarrasor did not ask. What he did know was that they were extremely experienced, extremely good, vampire hunters. They were hunting the gold elf vampire. Sarrasor was sure that Pa'das was still with it. The corners of his mouth turned up at his thoughts. The smile looked completely out of place on his face, downright sinister.
Oh, yes. Sarrasor would have his revenge against that bitch, Pa'das.