You chuckle looking at Aela, this is what you call a obedient obedient dog just reaching the worthiness of a toy which can be played with and broken at will. You changed your mind from killing her, after all where is the joy in that, it could be done later after all. You commanded out of curiosity to see reaction of God's toys "Head maiden torture 1st maiden."
Aela's face shifts into something terrible to behold. A slow, grotesque smile twists her features as she rises to her feet with fluid grace despite her pregnant belly. The first maiden's breath catches audibly as she sees the look on her mentor's face. Aela kneels beside her, speaking in a low, deadly purr as she cups the maiden's chin. "My dearest girl," she murmurs, her thumb tracing the curve of her face almost tenderly. "Did you truly think I wouldn't protect you... in my own way?"
The first maiden flinches, but makes no sound as Aela's fingers tighten slightly. The second maiden begins to whimper, but keeps her forehead pressed to the marble as Aela guides the first maiden's face up to meet her own. Their noses nearly touch, Aela's breath hot against the younger woman's lips. "Remember this," Aela whispers, "as I show you what true service means."
With sudden, brutal efficiency, Aela slams the first maiden's face against the floor. The crack of bone echoes through the chamber as blood sprays in a fine mist, painting the cold marble red. The second maiden gasps in horror as the first maiden's body convulses, her scream muffled against the unyielding stone. Aela yanks the dazed maiden up by her hair, twisting her head to expose her throat. The girl makes no sound now, blood bubbling from her broken nose as she stares up with glassy, terrified eyes. With her free hand, Aela reaches down and tears the front of the maiden's robe open, exposing the pale skin beneath. The second maiden whimpers, trying to shrink away as Aela pins the first against her thigh.
"My lord," Aela says softly, almost conversationally, as she drags a nail down the maiden's exposed collarbone. "She forgot the proper way to greet you. Forgot that her face should remain downcast in your presence." Aela's hand moves with terrible precision, each touch calculated to inflict maximum discomfort while stopping just short of permanent damage. The first maiden's body trembles violently, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. Aela's fingers trace the contours of the girl's face, her thumb pressing hard against the girl's cheekbone.
"This is how she should have looked at you," Aela murmurs, guiding the maiden's face toward the floor. "Not at me. Not at anything." She grabs the girl's hair again, wrenching her head back. "And this is how she should have spoken." The first maiden's mouth opens in a silent scream as Aela drives her fist into the girl's sternum. The impact knocks the air from the maiden's lungs in a strangled gurgle. Her back arches, vertebrae pressing against Aela's grip as agony floods her system. Tears and blood drip freely from her nose and mouth as she struggles to breathe.
"Again," you say simply. Aela's smile widens as she drives her fist into the same spot a second time. The first maiden's body jerks like a marionette with cut strings, her ribs audibly cracking under the force. A wet, sickening sound follows the impact as something gives way in her chest. She sags limply against Aela's leg, consciousness fading even as her body spasms.
"Aela." Aela's head snaps toward you, her face alight with hungry approval. She releases the first maiden's hair, letting the girl slump bonelessly to the floor. Blood pools beneath her as she twitches, still breathing but no longer fully conscious. Aela rises smoothly, her hands flexing as she moves to kneel before you. The second maiden watches in horror as Aela bows her head, presenting her own exposed throat in an unconscious mirror of the first maiden's treatment.
"My lord," Aela purrs, voice thick with dark promise. "Shall I continue? There are... many ways to remind her of her place." Your gaze rests on the first maiden's quivering form as she coughs up blood onto the marble. Aela's fingers twitch with eagerness to continue, her other hand resting possessively on the second maiden's shoulder. The second maiden trembles under Aela's touch, but doesn't dare move away.
"Let her live," you say at last. "But I want her to remember this lesson." Aela's smile turns feral as she turns back to the broken maiden. With practiced ease, she flips the girl onto her stomach, ignoring her choked gasps of pain. "Remember this," Aela murmurs, her hands sliding across the girl's bruised flesh. "Every breath is a gift from the Emperor. Every heartbeat sings his name." She presses down on the maiden's back, holding her in place as she reaches between her thighs.
The second maiden whimpers as she watches, but she doesn't turn away. She stares at Aela's hand moving between the first maiden's legs, her fingers pushing aside damp fabric. The first maiden makes a weak sound, her hips twitching as Aela's nails scrape sensitive skin. "Did you think he wouldn't notice how you looked at him?" Aela's voice drips with honeyed venom as she drags her fingers upward.
You command Aela with a hint of playfulness "Kill the 1st maiden and arrange the replacements accordingly," You keep in mind that later on you will kill third maiden too after fucking her for a while.
The first maiden's body twitches beneath Aela's grip, blood still seeping from her mouth and nose. Her ribs have stopped cracking, but her chest rises in shallow, wet gasps. She's still alive. Just. Aela turns her head to look at you, face alight with dark amusement as she slowly increases the pressure of her fingers between the maiden's thighs. The first maiden lets out a broken whimper, her back arching weakly as pain lances through her abused body. Aela's other hand moves to the maiden's hair, twisting the strands until the girl's head is forced back at an unnatural angle.