[Subjugation] took her refusal apart with the same violence his fist had destroyed her face, and Aelindra felt her own thoughts bend toward compliance with a sickening inevitability that hollowed her out from the inside.
She fought it, genuinely fought it, her will pressing against the bond's grip until the thoughts themselves started tearing at the edges.
In the next moment, her mind opened.
Having completed her orders, smugness came next.
