Darkern Rahl carefully measured out Kristina's sleeping drought. This night he would give her half her normal dose. This way she would wake up in the middle of the night. He had been training her for two weeks, and he had waited long enough. She had become quite an adept swordsman, and she did well in hand to hand combat. Her pain tolerance had grown with beatings as a punishment for displeasing him. She was physically almost prepared to kill the Seeker, but there was one thing left.
He did not pick any ordinary girl to train. Although she did not know it, Kristina was a daughter of the moon priestesses or batluna. Her mother was one of very few priestesses left and she had died in childbirth. That was the fate of batluna who give birth to the next generation of priestesses. All priestesses are the last child to exit their mother's womb and are all female. Some batluna are destined to only bear sons. This ensures that there will be someone to train the next generation of priestesses.
The moon was a symbol of women, of cycles, of fertility. To use a daughter of the moon for his own purposes, Darkern Rahl needed to destroy some of the essence of the moon that lived inside of Kristina. Since the moon represented fertility, he had to damage the part of the moon living in her womb. This was merely completing another step of his plan. But Darkern Rahl could still enjoy himself.
Kristina woke up, her eyes adjusting to the dim light. Darkern Rahl stood over her; his naked, muscular body gleaming in the light of a single candle. Kristina tried to get up, but her hands were restrained over her head by an invisible rope. She knew what was going to happen, and her insides grew icy with fear. Darkern Rahl stroked her cheek and Kristina shuddered at his touch. "Shhh, shhh, my sweet." he whispered, his voice silky and compelling. "Everything is going to be all right." He ran his fingertips down her neck and cupped her breasts. He caressed her body; running his hands down her taut stomach. She let out a whimper of fear as he explored between her legs. Kristina lay perfectly still, nearly paralyzed with fright.
Darkern Rahl kissed her roughly; he could taste her fear which only increased his arousal. He moved his lips to the hollow at the base of her throat and then lower to her breasts. He forced open her legs and lifted her up. With a thrust he entered her, and she let out an inhuman scream as she lost more than her virginity. After what seemed like an eternity, he finished with her and removed her bonds. Kristina lay sobbing, curled up into a ball. Darken Rahl smiled wolfishly. His plan was coming along nicely.