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Indeed, Jaenelle pauses and almost chokes on whatever she's drinking --- in this case? coffee. Tersa, are you certain you want the answer to this question?

*nods* I wouldn't have asked otherwise.

You know how all of us have facets to our personality, Tersa? The Sadist is one of your father's. That part of him comes out when people he loves are threatened or harmed in any way, shape, or form. It's part of him, it's part of his being a Warlord Prince. But it's also a part of him that is different than most Warlord Princes you'll meet, including Lucivar.

*mostly gets it, but is still a bit confused, probably b/c Jaenelle is obviously being gentle in her explanation*

So it's like his angry side?

Her voice is soft, gentle.

Not exactly. The Sadist...he mixes pain with pleasure. But the end result is the same, you know that he was cruelly used in Terielle, correct? He was shaped under that pain and he killed witches because they tried to use him.

Oh...

It's all right though, he won't turn it on anyone in the family.

I know.

Tucks her daughter's hair behind her ear with a smile.

*smiles back*

But do you understand now?

*nods* I do.

Good, I'm glad. He was never like that in Kaeleer, but Terrielle..yes.

So he hasn't been like that since before you married?

Not entirely. The Sadist will never fully sleep, but it will be momentarily set aside for the warm, caring, generous man that we both know..but if something should happen and The Sadist is required, people will learn their lesson.

Did your father ever tell you about the woman who was so obsessed with him that she tried to kill me to get to him and tried to rip his reputation apart enough that I'd walk away from him?

*shakes her head* What happened?

It was just after I had finished healing from where I had wiped the blood clean of the taint. She sits down, resting her chin in the palm of her hand. She spread rumors, built them on a foundation of truth. He found out who it was; the girl helping her already played games with Lucivar, Roxie. Her voice sounds deadly at that name. And Lucivar banished her from Ebon Rih. Anyways, she could've killed me by causing an accident in the carriage we were using. We, your father and I, married in secret then announced our intended marriage publicly. Afterwards, he played out a game with them. That's why when he goes to Armdah he always wears the black, to let them know who and what they're dealing with.

*listens intently -- she's never really asked about what happened with the Blood -- only heard whispers behind closed doors, but she does know it almost cost her mother her life...which may be why her father refuses to speak of it*

What game?

Her fingers gently touch her chin, considering a few things.

He serviced them just like he did the witches in Terrielle. He didn't touch them, let phantom hands play with her. And he didn't get turned on by it; in Terrielle, he wasn't..he didn't..he never had sex. I was his first.

*nods, listening* R..really?

Yes, really. Just as he was my first. Since she didn't count the rape and neither did anyone else. Anyways, he killed them. Used the venom he gets as a black widow and killed them. Then burnt the house down with witch fire.

Wow...that's...

brutal. she supplies gently. But nothing that I wouldn't expect from a Warlord Prince whose marriage is being played with.

True. *yawns* I suppose it's better that he be protective of the things he loves.

Bed. Go on. Kisses her forehead and smiles a bit.

Nooo. I'm not tired. Really.

Mmhm. I'm sure. her eyes twinkle a bit and she laughs.

I'm not.

I'll just be up a bit longer...

All right, sweetheart. runs her fingers through her hair.

*leans into her mother's touch* Thanks.

You're welcome, dearheart. Smiles and ruffles her hair affectionately.

Who?

My father.

...oh. Which one's he? *doesn't pay too much attention to details like people he hasn't met*

Daemon. You haven't met him yet. But you might have heard mother mention him once or twice.

Ohhhhhhhhhh....right. Why's he called what again?

The Sadist. It has to do with the way he sometimes handles people.

In...teresting. *this Ryan doesn't have a dictionary in his head, is therefore clueless*

It...it's complicated.

Well, how complicated can it be?

*thinks* A bit. It has to do with court politics and the games played there.

Like what Mother's always complaining about?

*nods*

Oh. That. Courtly...stuff.

Yeah. That.