He could not have chosen a better lover, for she was thrillingly seductive and had a mind as darkly cunning as his own. Despite her lack of power, there was something about her that he found irresistible and the god part of his mind was both intrigued and hateful toward her, while the part of him that was a man, lusted after her constantly. Calexis was either unaware or did not care that she was a hair away from falling prey to his more murderous moods, and her indifference to his power only intrigued him more."She mocks me.""She is mine.""Kill her.""Lay with her.""Strike her down.""Honor her.""She is a queen, fit for a god.""She is a common whore.""She mocks me.""How does she mock me?""Her existence is a mockery.""She is a queen.""She is an animal.""She lays with animals.""She should be a goddess.""She would steal my power.""Yes, she would. Cunning wench.""Kill her.""Why does she not fear me?""Kill her.""Lay with her.""Enough!"Cerric's thoughts whirled with different voices that were a cacophony of violence and scorn in his mind, and yet he was pleased to see Calexis riding along side him, her dark elegance a fitting match for his own fearsome power.
