Cadsuane : Are you all ready?
All : We’re ready. Let’s get this over with.
Cadsuane : Ok… I have chosen you because you are the best of the best. You have iron wills and are prepared to go the whole way, even beyond torture and into the realm of death. Endless shrieks do not perturb you. Alivia, put down your straw doll.
Alivia : Sorry, Cadsuane.
Cadsuane : Ok… it’s going to be me, Alivia, Nynaeve, Rand, Verin, Damer, Sarene and Elza. Let’s go.
(The group enters the prison and walk down the dark hallways. As they enter the cell, Semirhage stands and walks up to the bars. Smiling, she looks at the party coldly.)
Cadsuane : Why isn’t she shielded? Why is she wearing an a’dam?
Corele : We’re exhausted Cadsuane. You can’t expect six of us to maintain the shield on her day and night. It’s been two weeks, and at least five sisters have fainted from exhaustion during that time. The a’dam holds her and she can’t channel without our permission.
Cadsuane : Very well. Leave us. (Corele leaves).
Cadsuane : Forsaken. We are going to start your interrogation. In two weeks you have provided us with no information. Therefore we are going to torture you unless you spill some useful information on the Shadow. I warn you, we are a delegation of iron resolve. Eight strong… eight to break you.
Semirhage : Boo.
Nynaeve : Aaaah! …. I mean…. I had something in my throat.
Cadsuane : Leave us Nynaeve. I’ll deal with you later. (Nynaeve leaves). Now…
Semirhage : I AM SEMIRHAGE!!!
Damer : Aaah!!!!
Cadsuane : Oh for Pete’s sake! You go wait outside too, Flinn. As I was saying… we are a delegation of…. Six strong.
Semirhage : THE LADY OF PAIN! THE LADY OF PAIN IS HERE FOR YOU ALL!
Rand : Gah! …. I need to leave, Cadsuane… no really, I have this urgent meeting… with the King of …. Mayene.
Cadsuane : Mayene has no king!
Rand : Hey, you’re right. I’m going to deal with this imposter!
Semirhage : Alivia. I sensed your strength a few months ago. You dare stand in violation of the Daughter of the Nine Moons, knowingly not wearing your collar! You stand before a So’jhin. Repeal your sins! Repeal them now or the Tower of Ravens will await your arrival!
Alivia : I’m sorry, High Lady! I’m so sorry! *runs out*
Cadsuane : This is really ridiculous. Ok, let’s start… no Semirhage, don’t say anything.
Sarene : Logically we cannot stop her from saying anything. The a’dam is over there and we are over here. We also cannot use the One Power on prisoners.
Semirhage : I assume you are referring to the displacement paradox stated by Machiavelli ninety-five years before the War of Power?
Sarene : No, I …
Semirhage : If you wish to make statements on relative misposition, then you must have theory to base your assumptions on.
Sarene : I usually use Rikart’s vector theory.
Semirhage : Amusing, and primitive. It flagrantly defies Stasis Theory, but you haven’t discovered that yet. In fact, you can’t discover that until you’ve first discovered Motion Hypothesis, then Centrifical Thesus, and then Ranson’s Clause. But you already knew that, I suppose?
Sarene : I … uh… Rikart’s has been proven correct by most scholars.
Semirhage : Alright, let us descend down to caveman level and have a conversation. If Rikart’s is correct, then how do you defend the rationale that Mulroney’s sixth law cannot be incorporated into the Square Net theory?
Sarene : It can be explained with…
Semirhage : Largo’s theorem? No it can’t, and you know it.
Sarene : … but…
Semirhage : Revis hypothesis? Ha ha… grasping for straws aren’t we?
Sarene : I … I … excuse me Cadsuane *sobs*
Cadsuane : Maybe you should leave, my dear.
Sarene : Thank you *cries openly*
Cadsuane : I warned you to keep your mouth shut, evil one. And for disobeying my authority, I am going to order that you are deprived of food for another four days. Let’s see if eight days of hunger quiets your tongue.
Semirhage : Pft… without food my body has already started switching cycles, and has been in established ketolysis for at least forty-eight hours. Even now, despite exhausted glycogen stores in my liver, my minimal fat stores are undergoing lipolysis into lipoic acids and triglycerides. I have at least three weeks of good stores and hypoglycaemia is very unlikely in this sedate atmosphere. Don’t stop my water supply though. Even I can’t prevent renal tubular necrosis from prerenal hypovolaemia, and none of you simpletons have the correct attunement in Earth to reverse that.
Verin : Fascinating.
Semirhage : But for you paramecia, me no hungry… me have stores in stomach.
Cadsuane : That’s it! Verin take the a’dam. Let’s teach this women how to respect Aes Sedai.
Verin : As you say, Cadsuane… I have spent several weeks practicing with the a’dam on Nynaeve. So long as she gets her fair share, she’s doesn’t grouse like a pig with a stick in the teeth. It just requires self-discipline. After two weeks I feel that I can ignore Semirhage’s feelings and manage her a’dam.
*put on the a’dam*
Verin : Aaaaah! Oh my god. Get it off! Get it off!!! *runs out*
Cadsuane : Impressive.
Semirhage : I aim to please.
Elza : I will now do something which has not been done in millennia. I will use the One Power to torture Semirhage. Cadsuane, there are exceptions to every rule, and now I must place my own status as Aes Sedai in jeopardy for the greater good.
*places pain weave on Semirhage*
Semirhage : You idiot… put Earth there and Spirit there.
Elza : What?
Semirhage : It makes it 19% more efficient.
Elza : Isn’t it painful? I broke strong men with this weave!
Semirhage : I suppose it does tickle behind my ears.
Elza : Pain, Semirhage! Pain!
Semirhage : Find a real job, Elza! Find a real job!
Elza : I can’t take this! I must be excused, Cadsuane.
Cadsuane : Now, it’s just you and me, Semirhage.
Semirhage : Correct. Where are your eight strong, Cadsuane… fetching the rack?
Cadsuane : Tell me where the other Forsaken are!
Semirhage : No
Cadsuane : Tell me!
Semirhage : No, I don’t think I will.
Cadsuane : Please.
Semirhage : No.
Cadsuane : Damn. Tell me or I’ll hang you from your thumbs.
Semirhage : You’ll sublux my metacarpals.
Cadsuane : Shut up! Light, you are so infuriating!
Semirhage : I’m a little teapot, this is my spout…
Cadsuane : Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!
Semirhage :
Cadsuane : Whew…
Semirhage : Moo.
Cadsuane : Aaah!!!!! I can’t take this! I’ve got to get out of here! Oh Light! Open the door! Open the door! Open the door!
Semirhage : See you next week with your nine strong.