Of course, my men and Celia's future master would have to wait a until the child is born before we could properly enjoy Celia, and then we would have to hold off several more years for the child to mature, but in the end, we would reap sweet, sweet revenge on your daughter for all the lives you took from us. One night after another."
The last words sunk into Galen's mind like a blade severing his last piece of self-control. Tears welled up in his eyes, teeth clenching down as he choked out suppressed sobs. Blood filled his vision as he rammed his elbow into the chest of the man to his right, knocking him right off his feet. Before Pretayus or either of the two other men could react, Galen pulled off his gag and bashed his shoulder into the other slaver beside him, snatching his sword from
