| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | 325 | I View more quotes about felt">felt Talena's lips press to my sandal. |
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | 322 | Samos looked at me, irritably. |
| 1 | 323 | The slave had not been pleasing. |
| 1 | 324 | "To his sandal, Slave," said Samos. |
| 1 | 325 | I felt Talena's lips press to my sandal. |
| 1 | 326 | "Forgive me, Master," she whispered. |
| 1 | 327 | "Rise," I said. |
| 1 | 328 | She rose to her feet, and stepped back. |