“Evan, please, let me go. I swear I’ll leave. You’ll never see me again.”
Evan looked down on his former master with nothing but contempt. “Do you honestly think I would release you, only to have you come back to haunt me later?”
“What are you going to do to me?” Loren backed away as Morgan stepped into his cell. He seemed to fear Morgan more than anything or anyone. He sat down hard on the floor, unable to go anywhere else.
“I don’t know what we’re going to do with you, Loren,” Morgan said. “But you’re coming with us when we leave Egypt. I might keep you around, let you get a taste of what you’ve put Evan through for so long. How do you like the idea of being a slave? Does it suit you?”
“You can’t be serious.”
Evan crouched down and gripped the fallen lord’s hair tightly, jerking Lor
