"all salute for the coming of our lord master!"
"now look at Zoray, To'mec. look in to her big, watery eyes. now try to imagine her living happily with you dead. now say the words that make such an image so non credible."
"that she'll be a slave to you."
"not those words To'mec, the bed time story words that every mortan has heard from scrolls that have been passed down through count less generations."
"I love her....................."