Those fools…they think they can stand against me? They believe they can supercede my authority, make obsolete the power that I command? Never! I sha...l obliterate them wholly and completely, and leave nothing of the wretches that they once were!’ ‘What are your orders, Mistress?’ the adviser inquired tentatively. ‘Scramble the fifth and sixth legions of the Doom-Riders, tell them to sack all of the cities and villages that they can, upturn every rock and investigate every cave across the lands!. “Have I won my prize I wonder?” He spoke slowly and firmly, asking the question as if he were already sure of the answer. He eyed her lewdly. “No you haven’t!” she snapped back. “As if I was ever going to be so silly! You can just forget about it now my dear, or madly toss yourself off on the thought of what might have been.” Steven continued to stare, and a smile slowly spread across his face. “Liar, liar. Your slutty knickers on fire!” She rocked back in her chair and put a hand across her. She was so pretty, and so funny, and so smart. But she had a neuromuscular disease that had robbed her of the ability to walk and was slowly robbing her of her other abilities as well. Her speech was horribly slurred and shaky and she often had trouble feeding herself. Ch 2 The night Richard Boudreaux had taken her out, she had felt a small spark of something inside. He didn’t just drive her straight to the Basin, he took her to A Touch of Sicily for pizza first. He was cute enough, with his. Ashley nods slowly to her Mistress with the bravest face she can muster. But Miss Rose sees the desperation in Ashley's eyes, and Ashley realizes it. "Good girl," Miss Rose says casually, keeping direct eye contact with her little pet. Miss Rose turns and begins to leave the room. "Both of you better behave until I'm back." Miss Rose's words echo through the cold room quickly, followed by silence, as she shuts the heavy metal door to the chamber they're in. Ashley begins to panic for a moment..