'You managed to get that little Grosmerian girl into your bed then, Cat?'
Randa looked prim.
'I have no objections to anyone sleeping with whomsoever they wish if they are in love,' she told him. 'But you should not make use of any girl who will be reluctant to say “no” because she's a servant.'
'Not a servant,' The Cat mumbled. 'A slave.'
'That's worse!' Randa nearly exploded. 'She had no choice at all in the matter.'
'Steady!' Carthinal held up his hand. 'We have more important matters to discuss here than The Cat's sleeping arrangements with a slave girl.'
Randa stood.
There is nothing more important than the exploitation of a helpless girl, Carthinal. I thought better of you than that, although you did manage to get Yssa pregnant, and the gods know you don't love her. And there
