“Nikandros in the warm summer evening, saying, ‘Take a slave.’ Damen said, ‘No.’ He” — C.S. Pacat Copy Share Image
“No, I don't care. Tomorrow you leave. But you're mine now. You're still my slave tonight.” — C.S. Pacat Copy Share Image
“He was content to wait, his bare limbs on the sheets heavy, the gold slave cuffs and collar his only adornments. He… — C.S. Pacat Copy Share Image
“Laurent turned to him eventually. “The slave is saying that if you want the pet unconscious, split in half, or dead of… — C.S. Pacat Copy Share Image
“There was no slave,’ said Laurent. ‘He never existed. I don’t know what manner of man stands before me now. All I… — C.S. Pacat Copy Share Image
“Nikandros came to stand beside him. ‘Jokaste is confined in a cell in the east wing. Do you have further orders?’ ‘Strip… — C.S. Pacat Copy Share Image
“I told him I was a slave, and he pretended to believe me. I kissed him on the battlements. He had his… — C.S. Pacat Copy Share Image
“Damen didn’t see it at first, but he saw Laurent’s reaction to it, saw him rein in his horse and move in… — C.S. Pacat Copy Share Image
“In the softest little voice he said, “This slave is beneath your attention.” In Akielos, submission was an art, and the slave… — C.S. Pacat Copy Share Image
“Not everyone could have the blissful equanimity of Lamen, who seemed to pay the Prince no deference of rank, a piece of very good… — C.S. Pacat Copy Share Image
“The ache of loss didn’t make sense, because Laurent had never been his. He had known that. The delicate thing that had grown between… — C.S. Pacat Copy Share Image
“His hands slid impotently down Laurent’s tight-laced clothing. Beneath him, Laurent’s kisses were all open-mouthed. Desire flamed, painful and bright. It” — C.S. Pacat Copy Share Image
“He let his lips form a half-smile. ‘You aren’t going to offer me one of your gaudy Veretian handkerchiefs?’ ‘You could use the clothing… — C.S. Pacat Copy Share Image
“My uncle plans everything,’ said Laurent, as though reading Damen’s thoughts. ‘He plans for victory and he plans for defeat. It was you who… — C.S. Pacat Copy Share Image
“You want to hear the truth about my uncle? I’ll tell you,’ said Laurent, a new light in his eyes. ‘I’ll tell you what… — C.S. Pacat Copy Share Image
“Instead of leaning in, Damen took Laurent’s hand, brought it towards himself, and kissed his palm, once.” — C.S. Pacat Copy Share Image
“Laurent, he realised, had guarded his solitude for him. And his people, fearing the fierce, strange foreign prince, had done as Laurent ordered, and… — C.S. Pacat Copy Share Image
“Stirring drowsily, Laurent shifted a fraction closer and made a soft, unthinking sound of pleasure that Damen was going to remember for the rest… — C.S. Pacat Copy Share Image
“You are too quick to pledge yourself to me.’ He felt the hard, bright edges of the pin in his fist. ‘You are my… — C.S. Pacat Copy Share Image
