"It is not a question of fault, I am a slave to be used as it pleases my Master," he insists, although none of it was like he'd imagined and it still frightens him, what was done. It frightens him how afraid he had been and how little control he'd had over himself.

He frowns as Damen's words not understanding why he would be in the Prince's confidence. "Only if the Prince would allow it," he says, the cold beginning to make itself known across his bare skin. "That he spoke to me at all was a great honor, one I hardly know what to do with. He is truly a great man."