“There you go, my Lord. Now. Now, remember what you called me?”
“I’ve called you a lot of things.” His voice held real fear.
“I know you have. But right now, we’re talking about The Princess of Al-Ben.”
“Made-up. Everyone knows she vanished. Everyone wants to fuck royalty.”
“She vanished.” Stavanna nodded. “And right now, you are going to call me princess. And I am going to call you the Lord of the Springs.”
He paled. “Let me out of this.”
“I am yours, my Lord. But you are powering the Mechanism right now.”
“Princess, Lord Daran.”
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