"So…" Lyra mused, legs crossed in front of the row of grapevine trellises leading to the Royal Battlefield. "Do we still call her 'Demon Lord' then? Or should we call her 'Demon Lady'? Or… what did that guy tell you in Fairy World? Johannesburg or something?"
"'Jolg'ylmaath'. Isabella called her 'Jolyne'."
