The Conqueror's Royal Slave
Lady Jas
Between him and Ephron, she really had no chance.
“Mellow knows better than to bad mouth me, even to my future slave.”
“I’ll never submit to the likes of you,” she declared, eyeing the distance to the church and calculating her chances.
“Don’t even think about it, Princess,” Xander said, as if he had read her mind. He began tossing a dagger high into the air only to catch it and send it back skywards. The repetitive action mesmerised her. Until he continued, “It will not help you and may endanger anyone who tries to aid you. Know this, I am no respecter of religion.”
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