Chapter 33 – Duel [1]
"Don't look at me like that, darling."
Cassius said with a wide grin, standing a couple of metres from Isolde whose eyes were dripping with fury.
But he could see more than fury in them. Embarrassment too. And a shyness no one would ever expect from such a hardened woman.
'Aye. That's what happens when you receive barely any real attention for years. And what little you do receive is all disdain and scorn.'
Even something as small as the idea of sharing a bed with a man was enough to make her lose all composure.
[…as little, you said?] Ananke's incredulous voice boomed inside his mind. [Are you serious?]
'Queen, please, it's not like I am asking to do anything unholy with her, am I?'
[That doesn't make it any less disturbing!]
'A shy wife and a shy Goddess.' Cassius stopped himself from laughing under Isolde's glare. 'Am I blessed or cursed?'
[…]
Ananke chose silence, afraid of losing patience entirely.
