Chapter NineElzor ordered that Rahne be allowed a warm bath, a hot meal, and a good night's sleep to recover from the punishment he'd received at Sekker's hands. However, the sun had barely risen when he was dragged from his borrowed bedroll and thrown into an empty space in the middle of a circle of laughing, clapping Elzorath.
Rahne shook the fuzziness from his head and looked up to see Elzor staring down at him with a cruel smile. “Good morning, Rahne,” he said. Rahne couldn't help but envy Elzor's poise. He carried himself like a man who knew he was in charge, and wouldn't hesitate to remove any obstacle that crossed his path. “I trust you slept well.”
“Yes, My Lord,” Rahne said, picking himself up. He felt his skin crawl as he found himself under the scrutiny of not only Elzor but E
