Cal looked at her incredulously. âYouâve paid for companionship?â He scoffed. âCold shoulder or not, surely there must be a few desperate men in Etana that would have serviced you for free. I meanâ¦ far as Iâm concerned, regardless of your attitude, if I wasnât getting paid for this trip Iâd jump you myself.â He laughed. âBut then, legally speaking, you do belong to me.â He gave her a wide, playful grin. âAnd of course you can ask where Iâm from. You must have missed it in that overly long jumble that was my name.â He laughed again. âIâm from Whitalfelser. Youâve probably never heard of it unless youâve taken a Seranto trade boat up the coast for a week or so.â