Perhaps she was not bold enough to challenge him, but Sylvia would never understand what it meant to make yourself less than you were. If she had nothing else, she would always have her name—and all her stupid pride. There was nothing else to do. Lorelei laughed. By now, she knew it was not a pleasant sound, low and what Heike had once described as sinister. A shiver, barely perceptible, passed through Sylvia.
