Be still,” he said, voice harsh. “I might not be able to control myself if you step away.
Deborah HarknessIt was a brutal picture, a tug-of-war between two equal but opposing impulses. It had the ring of truth, however.
Deborah HarknessSir. My lord. Master Roydon." The young man blurted out most available titles except for "Your Majesty" and "Prince of Darkness." These were implied nonetheless.
Deborah Harkness