The prisoner, who went by the name of Lucius, took a drink of water, then looked around the room. “Thank you.”
“You’ve rested and eaten,” said Charlaine. “Perhaps you’d like to tell us about your master, Lord Juran. How long have you served him?”
“I’ve been in his household for ten years, the last five of which I was his manservant.”
“And how did you come to serve him?”
“Through the luck of the draw, if I’m being honest. I inherited a cobbling business from my father, but my skill never quite reached his level. I soon found myself unable to pay my debts, and was left with no choice but to become an indentured servant so as not to be a drain on society. In any case, I joined the household of Lord Juran, who I’m sure you’re aware is highly respected amongst the elite.”
“Respected?” said
