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From the settee Rashepses sprang down upon the woman, white fangs gnashing over her face, fires flaring in the set of his eyes.

“How dare you question your God!” His voice stormed as thunder, muscles rippling as he mounted two heavy paws to her chest.

“You are only to prostrate yourself before me. On your belly, to kiss the ground at my feet.”

“Cross me again, sesh. I will have your chambers desolated. Then I will have you killed. Take her away,” he growled a summons for his servants, lifting his feet in disgust before turning away. “See she does not leave the infirmary.”