Captive Slave 120

Chapter 120

MISTRESS SINAL

11:23 Mon, Dec

Chapter 120

The deep, familiar volce frage Emeriel mid-step, sending a different kind of shiver down her spine.

"Your Grace," she managed, barely remembering to bow.

He stilled, his silverware suspended mid-bite. His eyes found hers. "That voice...."

Hell, hell, hell. Emeriel's mind raced.

Does he recognize me?