Okay everyone, next chappie right here. But first thank yous.

Shadow sunset: Ozorne always was and always will be a jerk! Sorry you cried.

Dragon and the Wildmage: Relax relax! I'm sorry! If I kill him in this chappie will you hate me? I've never heard of that jail before, but it must be pretty full since most of us torture Numair at one time or another.

Narm's Briton 44: You love him too? No way! Lol! I love him more though!! I'm glad you like that little conversation. It's surprising how easy it is to ramble. Also thank you. You are like the first person to say it was good. Every one is to busy yelling about how awful I am to Numair. Well good bye, I have some very important secret business to attend to. runs over and snoggs Numair Whoops! You weren't supposed to see that!!

Epuestrian-babe101: Evil? bows gee thanx. Your to kind. Really? Your little sis? How cool is that?!

Roherwen: yes all questions with be answered eventually. However, I need to tell you something. Did you mean Ozorne is controlling our fav mage with the collar? Unfortunately that's not correct. Ozorne is inflicting pain. It is Numair's decision on whether or not he gives in. I know that's sad, but when you are feeling pain beyond your wildest dreams your gonna give in. Please for give me. As for the man who threw Numair into a cart ummmm well I never met him. I'm glad you noticed that though I won't tell you why at the moment.

Goddess of Muffins: Don't stop reading. If you do you will never find out what happens to dear Numair! Btw, I know who your sister is, sorta.

Tortall's Resident Wildchild: NO!!! Not the the sprained foot!! I'm sorry that happened. How did it happen?? But I have somthin worse then that. (You won't understand unless you know the guy but even the sound of it sends shivers up ur spine and makes you throw up!) Dr Moran's Back hair!! I'm sorry that was to cruel. He's 7th grade science teacher. Mean guy. His back hair sticks up out of the back of his shirt! Ewww!!! As for Daine, I guess she's still nice but not nice to Numair.

Numair was left on the ground. Tears streamed down his face. They were silent since he didn't want his captors to know how much pain and humiliating they had caused him. He feared they already knew. The Carthakis were bustling about breaking camp. It was still early enough to start the voyage to Carthak. Numair didn't know what made him try it. It was stupid idea but he wanted to try to escape at least one more time. He got to his hands and knees and began to crawl away. To his immense surprise no body looked at him. He couldn't help but smile. He would get away. He had gotten a few yards beyond the camp. "Is it just me or is this collar getting smaller?" the mage thought. The lanky man moved farther and farther away. The collar tightened. He couldn't breath. He was suffocating. The collar began to glow emerald green. Some of the soldiers walked over to the gasping mage.

"Nice try," said one and they dragged him back to the camp. Numair looked startled. He was barely ten feet beyond the camp! Numair was thrust to the feet of the Emperor Mage. Ozorne bent down and picked Numair up by his shirt.

"That was foolish. Don't run away again! Understand me? Or something a lot worse than lack of air will happen!" Ozorne said and threw down his captive. The soldiers that had brought him to the emperor began to take him away.

"Stop!" commanded the emperor, "I haven't punished him yet!" Numair's face paled and his eyes opened wide and then the fire started again. All over agony. He couldn't bear it. He screamed, but he wouldn't give Ozorne the satisfaction of begging like last time. Ozorne didn't say anything. He just watched.

"God's curse it!" he thought as he screamed. The mages body hurt and he lurched about as if he could escape the torrent of pain that way. The fire continued and the captive screamed and the Emperor watched. Finally the torment became too much and Nuamir blacked out.

Sorry the chaps so short. If you review I'll get the next chappie up pronto. Feel free to get me more readers!