«It's confidential,» the General said.
Vera couldn't believe her ears. They were selling her to the best bidder, literally. Moreover, they wouldn't even tell her why.
«If the voice of this is heard...» she started, but she had no strength to continue with her threat.
What would even happen? Likely, nothing.
«You're a witch,» the General pointed out. «Moreover, you're a dark witch. You ought to be kept under control, and your value as an agent is high indeed. However, Neven Darga is more important. I'm on the winning end of this deal... Bringing you here has proved to have some use, finally.»
«Do you think no one will say a thing just because I'm a witch? You're still selling a woman to a person you don't know what will do to her. And this... I don't want to do this!»
«Do you have a choice?»
«There is always a choice,» she said.
«Not with this.»