By Scholar of Trivia
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« We are all the servants of the Emperor.», Sister Catena said. « The only question is: Are we a dutiful one, or a rebellious one?”. She inclined the candle she held for the briefest instant, letting but one drop of molten wax fell on the bare back of the prostrated young man on the floor. She noted he did his best to hold back a cry. Good. She pulled the leash of the shackles that restrained the boy's hands, forcing him to stand up, his naked body exposed. “Or perhaps should I say,” she continued, her face dangerously close of his, “The only question is: Are you a dutiful servant, or a rebellious servant?”

Even through the dishevelled blond hair that dangled before his eyes, the boy could see that the look she was giving him indicated she wanted an answer. “D-d-utiful.”, he shuttered. He saw Sister Catena's feature soften, and she let go the leash to reach for the leather collar around his neck. “Good boy.”, she whispered as she pulled his face even closer. She then swiped his legs from under him. He lost balance and would have ended up on the floor if not for the Sister's grip on his collar, which began to strangle him. Locking her eyes into his, she shouted: “And how would you prove this, hmmm!?!” With a sight, she released her hold, letting him fall brutaly.