"Thankfully." He nodded at the comment about his mother. "Thanks." Slavery meant no Black person owned themselves and therefore no woman could say no. Not really.
Marcel watched, with some amusement, as the other man listened to some Muddy Waters. To the vampire, very few musicians could rival him.
He actually found himself liking the man's spin on the song, although he'd never be Muddy Waters. When Jaskier finished the song, Marcel nodded. "I like it as far as covers of songs go."