THE RINGOne Year Later: 1880 - Library, Sacred House
“You will marry Sabine,” commanded Amalia, who stood by the door of the library.
“I won’t,” replied Sathian. “I don’t need to marry anyone. You need me here, harvesting information from the crystals.”
“She is the highest ranking mixed race woman in the land, and almost as beautiful as Gaia. Trust me. She is wonderful.”
“I’ll give her my seed, but I won’t marry her.”
“You will do as I order.” Amalia’s voice filled the entire room.
“Amalia, please. I’ll bed them all. I’ll do whatever you want me to do, but I need to keep this.” His eyes begged as he touched his ring.
“You can’t. You won’t.”
“Why?” He hid his hand behind his back.
“You are too unstable and dark to be trusted with such power.”
“What have I done?”
“You betrayed you
