| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 3 | 746 | I proffered, View more quotes about tears">tears in my eyes, the cup of paga to my captor. |
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 3 | 743 | I was his. |
| 3 | 744 | I loved him! I felt the metal of the cup beneath my full, pressing lips. |
| 3 | 745 | I opened my eyes. |
| 3 | 746 | I proffered, tears in my eyes, the cup of paga to my captor. |
| 3 | 747 | It was as though, with the cup, I was giving myself to him. |
| 3 | 748 | Yet I knew I needed not give myself to him, for I was his, and a slave girl; he could take me whenever he wished me. |
| 3 | 749 | He took the cup from my hands, and dismissed me. |