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She was satiated by the flicker of irritation that crossed his features, his displeasure feeding some hidden rebellion in her that had long burned. Her smirk took on a satisfied hue before surprise flitted across her own wan countenance. She eyed the man with keen gunmetal. "Of ze Druids gods or of mine own?" 

"Ze Druids 'ave long been destroyed an' scattered to ze vinds. I cannae imagine ye vould 'ave much use fer ze gods of ghosts," she mused softly to answer her own inquiry. "But zey vere a simple folk -- kind, I suppose. Zey believed in nature spirits -- in ze stars mainly." 

"My 'usband's gods are 'arsher -- ze gods of Saints. Zey are called Nahuatl in 'is tongue -- our tongue now. Zey do nae bleed -- do nae suffer as ve do. An' so, zey require blood an' sacrifices fer zeir favor." 

"Zere is Alom -- god of ze 'unt. Bolon Tzacab, god of storms an' wind, an' 'is brother -- Cabrakan, god of earthquakes. Bolon's wife is Chaac, goddess of rain and lightning. Ek Chuaj is god of warriors, 'ze black var chief'. Itzamna, 'is kin, is ze god of ze sun."

"Of most importance is Kukulcan, god of death, an' 'is vife Ix Tab, goddess of fallen sacrifices who guides lost souls to ze underworld -- Xibalba. "