Krae stood motionless in the massive library. The very feeling of the place haunted every part of her being. She didn't like it in here. She didn't like it one bit. And on top of that, Cronos wanted her to know pretty much everything about this "Inquisition" and "Atrisian Empire", two things that she hadn't even known existed until TODAY, by the time he got back.
Krae sighed, rubbing her temples. Calm down, Krae. You can do this. She walked from shelf to shelf, picking up any datapads that said anything about the Inquisition or the Atrisian Empire. By the time she sat down at a table in the back of the room, she had at least 100 datapads, and that was after she put at least 80 back on their shelves.
Krae sat in the room, reading for hours. There was just.. SO MUCH!
Eventually, Krae's head was cradled on her arms on the table. Her eyes were heavy, and datapads were strewn all around her.
I returned to the library to find Krae half asleep in a sea of datapads. Most any other Inquisitor would've punished her severely for such an infraction, and I knew that one day, I would have to do just that.
It was simply our way. Success was rewarded with a continued existence. Failure was rewarded with pain, if not death. Falling asleep when she'd been instructed to study?
That rated a flogging at the least. Electrocution at worse.
I did neither. With a wave of my hand the datapads returned to their rightful places on the shelves. I gave her a firm mental "shake", broadcasting my words directly to her mind, my voice unnaturally loud.
Wake up, Krae, or I'll dump you in a vat of boiling sewage.
She wasn't quite asleep, and I would never dump her in a vat of boiling sewage, but she didn't know that. I couldn't continue to make allowances for her, though. She would be crippled, in the long run, and she would never be an effective inquisitor.
It wasn't in me to be unnecessarily cruel, not to a child. No - my cruelty, when it came, would be a very necessary thing.