Мор - ученик смерти

           Keliranintoherroomandhauledontheropethatshouldhavesentthedutymaidrunninginfromthesittingroomattheendofthecorridor.Nothinghappenedforsometime,andthenthedoorwaspushedopenslowlyandafacepeeredinather.

           Sherecognisedthelookthistime,andwasreadyforit.Shegrabbedthemaidbytheshouldersandhauledherbodilyintotheroom,slammingthedoorshutbehindher.AsthefrightenedwomanstaredeverywherebutatKelishehauledoffandfetchedherastingingslapacrossthecheek.

           ’Didyoufeelthat?Didyoufeelit?’sheshrieked.

           ’But...you...’themaidwhimpered,staggeringbackwardsuntilshehitthebedandsittingdownheavilyonit.

           ’Lookatme!LookatmewhenItalktoyou!’yelledKeli,advancingonher.’Youcanseeme,can’tyou?TellmeyoucanseemeorI’llhaveyouexecuted!’

           Themaidstaredintoherterrifiedeyes.

           ’Icanseeyou,’shesaid,’but....’

           ’Butwhat?Butwhat?’

           ’Surelyyou’re...Iheard...Ithought....’

           ’Whatdidyouthink?’snappedKeli.Shewasn’tshoutinganymore.Herwordscameoutlikewhite-hotwhips.

           Themaidcollapsedintoasobbingheap.Kelistoodtappingherfootforamoment,andthenshookthewomangently.