Rabadash?

[George gives a surprised laugh against her lips.]

No, he didn't speak to me. Why would he speak to a slave?

[Rabadash had treated him as he would any other Tarkaan's slave, though George did occasionally catch his eye across a room, so he knew the prince was watching him.]

He can't hurt me, Lucy. Not anymore.

[He cups her face in both hands to look her in the eye.]

There was nothing in Tashbaan that I minded, knowing you were waiting for me here.