"What makes you think I want to kill you? I think highly of you as well as your strength. I wish to keep you around so that you may do a task for me. But until you agree, I will be left no choice than to...tease you a little..." she giggled, the shadows continuing to climb up his body, moving down and swallowing his torso, ready to take the legs in next. It did not feel like a cold, crushing force. On the contrary, it felt like a warm, plush comforter swallowing him up. It was obviously the queen's intention to not have this as a means of torture.