The orc queen spun around while anger blazed across her face. "What did you say?"
Her aunt smiled with mocking sweetness. "You heard me, Ashrah. You can leave. But not him. He stays here. That's the only way I'm willing to show any generosity and let you walk away unharmed."
Ashrah's voice was firm. "I'm not going anywhere without him. He's coming with me."
"No, he's not," the aunt replied. "You've had enough of him. I want to play with him too. We all want to."
Jax stood between them, turning his head innocently from one face to the other as if he understood every word. Both women kept pulling at his arms, fighting over him like he was already a prize to be claimed.
