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He wasn’t broken His psychic poas still there, but, soer had taken away the will to use it

I’m a Shalador Warlord I auard re out strands of Jared’s dark hair that had gotten caught in the buckles

Jared absorbed the new pain, idly wondering if a soul could bleed to death, if that’s why he felt so weak and hollow

He was di hi him to another set of iron posts The steward appeared in front of hi that sounded sharp, but the words were h to understand them

Someone removed the wide leather collar

His chin sank to his chest

His ently lifted his chin and he found hiray eyes They looked into him as if his inner barriers were co he could call his own--no thought, no feeling she couldn’t exaed asto surface He didn’t want her to have his er brothers, his aunts and uncles, his cousins, his father His mother No, he didn’t want her to have his memories of Reyna, especially not the lastfroray eyes still held his, but the fingers drifted down his shivering body, brushed over the hair at his groin, gently circled hi of Obedience He felt the tight band of gold expand until he felt nothing at all

Turning slightly, she flicked her right hand toward the wooden table in the rooasps didn’t co, like a child’s hoop that finally loses speed and circles round and round, lower and lower until the ground clai, but Jared felt too eister the usual disco of Obedience--the discomfort that effectively kept a man’s attention focused on the threat of pain

"Hell’s fire, Lady, Ring him!"

The psychic scents of the males in the roohts weren’t so fuzzy Ring him?

He slowly realized it wasn’t a heavy coin on the table, but the Ring of Obedience The one he’d worn for the past nine years

Before he could even try to shake off the ey and physical weakness, to coers closed around hi his nerves

Light flashed fro hi The unmistakable feel of power filled the roouards, the shocked escort, and the sweating, hand-wringing steward "You have nothing to fear," she said "He wears er at Jared’s groin "B-but, Lady, there’s no Ring"

"Ah," Grizelle said There were so many nuances in that small sound, so much ice in the cal"

Jared’s heart began to pound The Invisible Ring?

The ghost of a memory drifted just out of reach

The steward chewed his lip "I’ve never heard of such a Ring"

Jared had But how? Where?

"The witches in enerations," Grizelle said She gestured toward the Ring of Obedience lying on the table "It’s ten times more powerful than that little toy" Then she paused "Would you like a further demonstration?"

The men hastily assured her there was no need

Jared closed his eyes Hell’s fire, Mother Night, and may the Darkness be merciful Ten times more powerful Ten times more painful Hoas he supposed to survive that?<ins class="adsbygoogle" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>