I hated being away from Tutu when he was held captive, but if I was going to get him out of here, then I had to talk to Maga and make him see reason.
He was lounging with a cup of wine when I returned to the main part of his lair.
"Was it everything you wanted it to be?" he asked.
"You"ve captured the god I"m looking for, if that"s what you mean," I countered, pulling out the single chair at his table for one. Apparently he didn"t expect to have company at any point.
"You don"t seem to be very happy about that," he observed.
"He is being held captive," I pointed out. "If you let him go, then I"ll be a little more impressed.
"I can"t do that."
"Listen, Maga." I leaned forward and fixed him with the best no-nonsense expression I could muster. "You and I both know you have the power to
