Enchantment (92 page)

I
want
out
of
this
stupid
marble
jar.

He
kicked
a
chair
and
continued
pacing,
his
paid-for
bed
m
ate
long
since
scurr
y
ing
away with
m
ore
than
a f
e
w new bruises.
Jager
knew
Thalius
was correct. Kerrigan
wasn’t
stupid,
s
o
he
m
ust
know
by
n
o
w
he
no
longer
resided
in
To
m
bs.
The
Enforcer
would
put
two
and
two together.
Kerrigan
would
have
found
him
alrea
d
y
if
he
wasn’t
holed
up
here
in
this
house.
A sick,
crooked
s
m
ile
crept
over
his
face
as
he
i
m
a
g
ined
Kerrigan
cursing,
tr
y
i
n
g
to
figure
out
w
here
he
was.

Sitting
still
w
a
s
not
s
omething
he
did
well,
but
he
knew
in
the
end,
being
patient
w
ould
pay off.
Having
the
s
weet
little
Meeka
in
his
hands
would
be
w
orth
the
wait.
He
hadn’t
had
an u
n
willing
female
since
the
three
Kerrigan
threw
h
i
m
in
T
o
m
bs
for.
N
o,
he
w
ouldn’t
kill
Meeka, just
use
her.

Then
I’ll
be
off
this fucking
world.

He
wasn’t
s
ure
what
Thalius
had
in
m
ind
for
a
plan,
but
whatever
it
w
as,
he
hoped
it
was good.

Talk
of
the
devil.

Jager
heard
Thalius’s
cane
clicking
down
the
stairs
only
m
o
m
e
nts
before
the
Counselor
s
huffled
into
the
room
with
a
satisfied
look
on
his
face.

Jager
sneered.
“
What’d
y
ou
do…fuck
y
o
urself
?
”

“Shut up, Jager.
A person of
my
p
o
wer, unlike
y
o
u,
doesn’t need
to jerk
off. I
have a willing group
of
i
m
ps who
live to
service
m
e
and my
every
need.” The
sneer
vanished
off
Jager’s
face.

Lucky
asshol
e
.

He
glared.
“H
o
w
about
s
haring
those
slaves
with
m
e
while
I’m
held
up
here
in
y
o
ur
sicko dungeo
n
?
”

It
was
a
dungeon,
filled
with
lots
of
sadistic
devices.
Studded
collars,
whips,
s
hackles,
y
o
u na
m
e
it.
Jager
wasn’t
wrong
in
believing
Thalius
w
a
s
disturbed.
Ma
y
be
it
w
a
s
w
h
y
he
liked
him
s
o
m
u
ch.

“So
what’s
y
o
ur
plan,
Thalius
?
”
Jager
rubbed
his
hands
together.
“
I
can’t
wait
to
have
my hands
on
that
innocent
piece
of
m
e
a
t.”

Thalius
poked
him
in
the
chest
with
his
cane.
“You
will
not
touch
Meeka
until
I’ve
finished with
her.
Got
it
?
”
H
e
snarled.

Jager
shoved
the
cane
aw
a
y
.
“Don’t
threaten
m
e,
Thalius,
else
we
might
quarrel,
and
I’m
s
ure
y
o
u
w
ouldn’t
want
to
have
Kerrigan
aware
of
what’s
transpiring.”

* * * *

Thalius
bent
over
and
picked
up
a
leather
blindfold
from
the
floor.
O
h,
y
e
s
,
he
remembe
r
ed her,
the
y
o
ung
Enchanter
who
had
apparent
l
y
drowned,
or
at
least
it
was
how
he
had
m
ade
it appear.

He
w
a
s
surrounded
b
y
idiots.
Nobody
ever
questioned
him
except
Kerrigan,
and
that
was
u
seless
because
the
other
Counselors
refused
to
act
on
Kerrigan’s
s
u
spicions.
A
nd
soon,
the Enforcer
w
ould
be
robbed
of
his
chance
to
ever
interfere
with
him
again.

Meeka
w
a
s
m
ore
powerful
than
an
y
o
n
e
realized.
Madget
surprised
hi
m
.
He
wondered
w
h
y the
old
crone
didn’t
know
who
Meeka
was.
Once
Thalius
had
Meeka
under
his
control,
he’d force
her
to
m
a
k
e
him
y
o
ung
again,
then,
m
agi
c
al
l
y
get th
e
m
away
from Enchan
t
m
e
nt
and
into
a new
rea
l
m
with
new
po
s
sibil
i
ties.
The
little
sorceress
w
ould
be
his
pawn
for
all
eterni
t
y
and bestow
unl
i
m
i
t
ed
p
o
wer
on
hi
m
.
P
ret
t
y
as
she
w
a
s,
he’d
e
n
jo
y
her
for
all
he
could
until
he’d drained
her
m
ag
i
c.
Then
he’d
kill
her.

“It’s
going
to be
an
exciting
week,
Jager.
Keep
y
o
u
r
pecker
in
y
o
u
r
pants.”