Too vexed to mask her anger, Ishvari twisted out of his grasp and tossed off his arm. Ramses pulled her back to him with amazing strength. “Offended?” he asked, emitting a high-pitched snort. “Perhaps a woman as wise as you are reputed to be can explain to me just why I have this unpleasant effect on all great beauties?
Truth be told, I prefer boys: women are too easily spoilt by success. As your own head of Council once advised me, a regular whipping brings the best out of a female!”  

Ishvari bit down on her lip; Ramses must never know how utterly he had shattered her composure by simply mentioning Charaka. Were the two in league? As this awful thought flashed through her mind, Ramses lowered h...

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