Nagarak’s face tightened. “I do not say she is a demon. I say she has deceived you with demons. With a demon’s help she tainted your seed so the child she carried was not only female but deformed.” “ No ! You are wrong !” “You mated with a barracks b***h,” said Nagarak, remorseless. “Warlord, I told you it was unwise.” “You told me the King would give me a son ! You said if I purged my sins on the scorpion wheel the past would be the past, I would be the future of Mijak. I would at last sire a living son!” Goaded beyond sense he took Nagarak’s shoulders in his hands and shook him. “I was purged, Nagarak! I gave myself into your smiting hands, three highsuns I begged for mercy while you wrote the King’s wrath in my suffering flesh! Where then is my promised son? How can it be that you le

