Curse the Gods! Curse the Gods of Egypt and of Babylon I wanted to shout out loud, but darened not least the Gods hear me!

How is it possible to be bewitched; to know you are bewitched and have not the courage to deny she who has done the bewitching?

Abiathar, you are a warrior, a general, a cousin to your great King Zig Apilsin, yet you are as a lion cub when it comes to denying the woman Duathor! Exasperated and exhausted, yet thirsting for more, ever more.

I must take her out of her dwelling. It is not suitable for such a woman. She deserves servants, slaves, a home of her own - beautiful clothing and jewels should adorn her limbs, her tiny waist, her head, ears, neck, fingers, ankles, toes and more.

Does she think of Abiathar? Dream of Abiathar? Does she want him still? Tomorrow I shall go to her and take her from the place that does not suit her.