"Is that man supposed to look like that?"
Maetor moved aside so his chief torturer could peer through the iron bars of the cell door. She threw back her head and laughed.
"Ah yes," she said. "That's one of my special projects. Just for my personal amusement. Don't worry, I made sure he had no potential use before I began his... conditioning."
Maetor kept his face carefully blank and continued his inspection.
Katarina had what from one perspective could be called a gift and from another might be described as a mental problem. Maetor had found her in one of his enemy's prisons and instantly seen the role she could serve. Her skill at extracting information, bending prisoners' wills to serve the kingdom and general sadism was extraordinary. In return she only asked for a few of the prison
