* Morning *
She had been a deep trance when suddenly light filled up behind her eyelids.
Groaning, Jaina tried to block out the illumination. It hurt her head, but she couldn't hide from the light for long.
"Wake up," the deep voice of Feng shook the woman awake. Rolling on her back, her eyes were filled with Feng's features as he towered over her. "Sleep well?"
"To a degree." She did feel a bit better. Today her head was throbbing a little bit less than before. "Why am I here?" For the first time the Yuuzhan Vong who had been very helpful in answering her questions, correcting her on what she misinterpreted now fell totally silent. He turned away from her and went to the other side of the room. "Feng?"
Feng didn't answer immediately. "You are to be brought before both the Supreme Cleric and the executor so they can… survey you. If you dare as so much lie, like you tried to yesterday, I only can warn you of a punishment far worse than any pain you've ever experienced.
Mumbling under her breath Jaina remarked, "Nothing can be worse than being used."
"What was that?"
"Nothing."
"Stop whispering evil spells of your Force and get up." Instead of a being nice, Feng's attitude towards her changed. The mood around him was totally off; turning her senses that let off fear from his being near her. Even the tone in his voice was set in extreme serious and threat, which shook her deeply.
His muscular toned hand shot out at her tangled hair. Grasping hold a good clump of it, Feng yanked her upward with brutal force. Jaina did her best to hold in her cries, but was unsuccessful. The pain was so raw her eyes began to water.
"LISTEN TO ME JEEDIA!" Feng yelled in her face. His breath stung her cheeks. "Don't dare talk to me like I'm someone near to an equal as you. You're nothing more than a blasphemous witch from hell!"
Looking up into his eyes, a tear spiraled down her cheek. She should have never trusted him in the first place. "Forgive m—"
That's when it happened.
She had been a deep trance when suddenly light filled up behind her eyelids.
Groaning, Jaina tried to block out the illumination. It hurt her head, but she couldn't hide from the light for long.
"Wake up," the deep voice of Feng shook the woman awake. Rolling on her back, her eyes were filled with Feng's features as he towered over her. "Sleep well?"
"To a degree." She did feel a bit better. Today her head was throbbing a little bit less than before. "Why am I here?" For the first time the Yuuzhan Vong who had been very helpful in answering her questions, correcting her on what she misinterpreted now fell totally silent. He turned away from her and went to the other side of the room. "Feng?"
Feng didn't answer immediately. "You are to be brought before both the Supreme Cleric and the executor so they can… survey you. If you dare as so much lie, like you tried to yesterday, I only can warn you of a punishment far worse than any pain you've ever experienced.
Mumbling under her breath Jaina remarked, "Nothing can be worse than being used."
"What was that?"
"Nothing."
"Stop whispering evil spells of your Force and get up." Instead of a being nice, Feng's attitude towards her changed. The mood around him was totally off; turning her senses that let off fear from his being near her. Even the tone in his voice was set in extreme serious and threat, which shook her deeply.
His muscular toned hand shot out at her tangled hair. Grasping hold a good clump of it, Feng yanked her upward with brutal force. Jaina did her best to hold in her cries, but was unsuccessful. The pain was so raw her eyes began to water.
"LISTEN TO ME JEEDIA!" Feng yelled in her face. His breath stung her cheeks. "Don't dare talk to me like I'm someone near to an equal as you. You're nothing more than a blasphemous witch from hell!"
Looking up into his eyes, a tear spiraled down her cheek. She should have never trusted him in the first place. "Forgive m—"
That's when it happened.