Marcus Petromax lounged on the king's bed with the lady princep curled up against him. Lia felt spent and kindled at the same time. It was early morning, past sunrise, but the skies looked deceptive. She tried to recover memories of the night, but her mind was foggy, and her body urged her to rest.

Lia knew that the God-King had slept with her, but the particulars and events escaped her. She remembered floating in the air, feeling boundless pleasure and euphoria. Somehow, the goddess ...