Daelyra, Supreme of Ames.” I gave a mocking bow, and my smile vanished as I glared at him, my voice going low. “But there's no need to remember. When I get free of here, which I will, I promise I’m scorching every last one of you who have enslaved my people. Nothing will be left of you or this place when I’m finished.” The man's eyebrows rose, and then he mastered his shock as he studied me. A few moments passed. “No response?” I asked sweetly. His face became pained. “You…you look so much like her.”
Her father?
