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“Concerned for the number? She's reached five without a sound.” Wing murmured and shrugged. “She'll survive and heal, but trust me, the only thing that teaches this one is a lot of pain.” She said and smiled at this. “A good woman. Foolish, but strong.” Wing sat back to watch at seven, the pink haired woman, her back streaked with red marks, finally gasped out her first hiss of pain.

Wing gave her a look of pleasure and Hope raised her head higher, and shut her mouth, managing to stay silent for only two more lashes. “A very tough woman.” Wing had no fear for the loyalty of either twin. Hope was a staunch supporter, and one of the few Wing would consider perfectly trustworthy. She had, after all, led a revolution in Wing's name, merely at the request of her empress.

“Besides, if I stop it early, the press will have a field day praising my mercy and benevolence. I do love good press.” And practically for free. It got both points across rather well: Don't cross Wing and trust in her benevolent and kind leadership.