"Very well. I just want to inform<em>you</em>that your submission was a requirement to prevent being thrown back into the breeding pit," Finexia told the older priestess pointedly, her eyes narrowing more as she added. "And if all else fails, I just made an agreement with a drow city. I'm certain they'd love to get their hands on you. Cooperate, and I will be generous and kind. Don't cooperate... and I won't be."