| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 26 | 77 | "View more quotes about forgive">Forgive me, Master," she whispered. |
| 26 | 78 | "Look at me, Slave Girl," I told her. |
| 26 | 79 | She looked up, frightened. |
| 26 | 80 | It was Zaya, the red-haired girl, who had served sugars with the black wine in the palace of Suleiman Pasha. |
| 26 | 81 | She had testified against me at Nine Wells. |
| 26 | 82 | "Do you recall," I asked, "who it was who struck Suleiman Pasha?" To be sure, I had asked her this question before, more than once, and had asked it, too, more than once, of another. |
| 26 | 83 | While I had pleasured myself with another woman, Tafa, I had occasionally had two slaves summoned that they might, bangled, and collared, and otherwise nude, attend on us, with black wine, sugars, fruits, nuts, and various sweets. |