"There's this about being a lord," she says, lightly, reflectively; "it loses much of its meaning out of context. One is only a lord by ties to the land and by the will of its people. And by grace of the gods, if one cares for such things. Your land and your people are not here, Osborne, and you will not see them again."
She clasps her hands, settling them against her belt. Her face is utterly calm.
"So I'd advise you to grow accustomed to not issuing orders."
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"There's this about being a lord," she says, lightly, reflectively; "it loses much of its meaning out of context. One is only a lord by ties to the land and by the will of its people. And by grace of the gods, if one cares for such things. Your land and your people are not here, Osborne, and you will not see them again."
She clasps her hands, settling them against her belt. Her face is utterly calm.
"So I'd advise you to grow accustomed to not issuing orders."