Faridah whimpered again, though this time it was an almost comical squeak. "Please! I'll..." She was so scared about the other options presented to her that this didn't sound so bad. "I'll do as you say. Just please don't beat me."<br/><br/>If she was merely acting docile, it was hard to tell. It appeared that Mellisande's mental torture had succeeded in breaking her spirit for the moment. For now, at least, she'd do whatever the sorceress asked of her. She stood up and looked at the woman, her face filled with defeat.