Chapter 13
- I gulped, probably loud enough for him to hear. “If you won’t tell me your name, what do I call you?”
- He chuckled, and the sound of his laughter caressed me, mocked me. “You and I are completely alone, Freya. If you speak, it can only be to me. You need call me nothing.”
- “So I don’t have to call you ‘sir,’ or ‘master’?”