| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 31 | 139 | "Yes, View more quotes about master">Master," I said. |
| 31 | 140 | "If you are not Sheila, the Tatrix of Corcyrus," he said, "you have nothing to fear". |
| 31 | 141 | "Yes, Master," I said. |
| 31 | 142 | Did he truly think that an agonizing death, writhing on a high, narrow impaling spear, some twenty feet in height, unable to free myself, in a public square, or on the walls of Argentum, in public view, to the jeers and cries of a vengeful crowd was not to be feared? "I am Tiffany," I said, weakly, "of Feast Slaves, of the Enterprises of Aemilianus". |
| 31 | 143 | "Of course," he said. |
| 31 | 144 | "Are you trained, pretty Tiffany, of Feast Slaves?" he said. |
| 31 | 145 | "To some extent, Master," I said. |