When she opened them again, the white-haired lord sat in the chair by her bed.

That would be where the lord of the manor sat with his family, she reasoned.

The lord had sat silently for a while, watching the young apothecary.

Beside the huge Aenir lord sat a woman dressed in black.

The two lords sat side by side on low chairs.

The lords of property simply sat on their bottoms and proclaimed that all was for the best.

Cressen made his way toward the raised platform where the lords sat with the king.

You think the Four Lords just sit here and run their little worlds?

The young lords all sat, numb, chilled to their souls by the thought.

The Lord of the Dead sat back in his chair and scowled.