They had no right over her, no matter what the law said.
Surely the crystal was destined for a great mancer who had the strength to control it and the vision to see its true potential, not a humble artisan. Uneasy now, Tiaan put both crystals away.
‘You have a stern moral code,’ she said sarcastically. ‘Indeed! Otherwise, why have a code at all?
‘Hello?’ she shouted. ‘Ryll!’
‘You speak our language well, Ryll,’ she said tentatively, using his name for the first time.