LADY BAEVERA
Master Vido was…
The new co-head courtesan was…
I breathed harshly. Oh gods, I cannot believe this.
I wanted so badly to shout ‘Let me go,’ but the words were trapped in my throat. I could not speak. I could not move.
Fear… an old, familiar, merciless fear I had not known in centuries, took hold of me with a force even stronger than his hand wrapped around my neck.
It was in my eyes, my limbs, in every trembling part of me, and that fear was laid bare for him to see.
“Oh, Vera…” Master Vido crooned. “I have always known how to make you shut down the fastest.” His fingers flexed deliberately against my throat. “I wonder if I can still make you pass out even quicker… if I start squeezing.”
“D-don’t…” I gasped through a tongue that felt heavy like lead. “Pl-please do n
