| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 11 | 58 | His View more quotes about little">little round pinkish face shone. |
| 11 | 59 | He pursed his lips and then smiled. |
| 11 | 60 | He poked his head forward and said, very quickly, "You are a slave!" He then giggled. |
| 11 | 61 | Aphris of Turia threw back her head and screamed. |
| 11 | 62 | "You do not even have a name," hissed the little merchant. |
| 11 | 63 | It was true. |
| 11 | 64 | Kamchak would undoubtedly continue to call her Aphris, but it would be now his name for her and not her own. |