“Dael,” he said, emphasizing both syllables.
“I am Flavia, though Tertius and the others may expire from righteous indignation if you call me anything but ‘Mistress’,” she said. “His name is Angelus, but you should probably call him ‘Master’.”
“I want to go home,” Dael said.
Tertius smacked him upside the head.
“Your home is gone,” Angelus said easily.
“You mean you –”
“Not us. Another one of the kings in your land, I suspect.” Angelus shrugged. “Never you mind. You belong to Flavia now. You’ll do as she says, or you won’t like the consequences.”
Dael choked back his fury.
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