Chapter 27

• "Isn't he quite a beauty?" Slave Master Boris whispered, inching closer to Slave Master Gaine
• "He is," Gaine reluctantly agreed, observing the young prince. Then he sighed, "However, I would appreciate it if you kept your hands to yourself, Boris. We are already short on slaves because you take an interest in each and every one of them. Have you forgotten what happened last time?"
• Boris averted his gaze. "I lost control. It won't happen again—"