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When she saw the Mother and the Father in their fine linen and exquisite jewelry she let out a gasp。
〃Oh； Blessed Parents；〃 she whispered。 〃I have e such a long way to this。〃
I was moved by her voice。 Her tears were flowing again。
〃Would that I had something to offer you；〃 she said； gazing up at the Queen。 She was trembling。 〃Would that I had some sacrifice； some gift…〃
I didn't know why but something quickened in me when she said those words。 I looked at the Mother first and then at the Father； and I detected nothing； yet something had changed within the chapel； something which Eudoxia perhaps felt。
I breathed in the heavy fragrance rising from the censers。 I looked at the shivering flowers in their vases。 I looked at the glistening eyes of my Queen。
〃What gift can I give you？〃 Eudoxia pressed as she stepped forward。 〃What would you take from me that I could give with my whole soul？〃 She walked closer and closer to the steps； her arms out。 〃I am your slave。 I was your slave in Alexandria when first you gave me your blood； and I am your slave now。〃
〃Step back；〃 I said suddenly； though why I didn't know。 〃Step back and be quiet；〃 I said quickly。
But Eudoxia only moved forward； mounting the first step of the dais。
〃Don't you see I mean what I say？〃 she said to me without turning her head away from the King and Queen。 〃Let me be your victim； most holy Akasha； let me be your blood sacrifice； most holy Queen。〃
In a flash Akasha's right arm rose and pulled Eudoxia forward in a brutal and tight embrace。
An awful groan rose from Eudoxia。
Down came the reddened mouth of the Queen； with only the slightest move of her head； and I saw the sharp teeth only for an instant before they penetrated Eudoxia's neck。 Eudoxia was helpless； head wrenched to one side； as Akasha drank from her； Eudoxia's arms hanging limp as her legs； Akasha's face as blank as ever； as the grip tightened and the drinking went on。
I stood horrified； not daring to challenge anything that I beheld。
No more than a few seconds passed； perhaps half a minute before Eudoxia gave a raw and terrible scream。 She tried desperately to raise her arms。
〃Stop； Mother； I beg you！〃 I cried out and with all my might I took hold of the body of Eudoxia。 〃Stop； I beg you； don't take her life！ Spare her！〃 I pulled on the body。 〃Spare her； Mother！〃 I cried。 I felt the body shift in my grasp and quickly I drew it back from the curved arm which remained poised in space。
Eudoxia still breathed； though she was livid； and groaning miserably； and we both fell back off the dais； as the arm of Akasha returned to its age…old position； at her side； fingers laid on her thigh as though nothing had occurred。
Sprawled on the floor I lay with the gasping Eudoxia。
〃Did you want to die！〃 I demanded。
〃No；〃 she said desperately。 She lay there with her breast heaving； her hands shuddering； seemingly unable to rise to her feet。
I looked up searchingly into the Queen's face。
The sacrifice had given no blush to her cheeks。 And on her lips there was no red blood。
I was stupefied。 I picked up Eudoxia and rushed to get her out of the shrine； up the steps； through the various tunnels； and finally into the house above ground。
I ordered all the others out of the library； slamming tight the doors with the Mind Gift； and there I laid her down on my couch so that she might at least catch her breath。
〃But how？〃 she asked me； 〃did you ever have the courage to take me from her？ 〃 She clung to my neck。 〃Hold tight to me； Marius； don't let me go just yet。 I cannot。。。 I do not。。。 Hold tight to me。 Where did you get the courage to move against our own Queen？〃
〃She was about to destroy you；〃 I said。 〃She was about to answer my prayer。〃
〃And what prayer was that？〃 she asked。
She let me go。 I brought up a chair to sit beside her。
Her face was drawn and tragic； her eyes brilliant。 She reached out and clung to my sleeve。
〃I asked for a sign of her pleasure；〃 I said。 〃Would she be given over to you or remain with me？ She's spoken。 And you see how it is。〃
She shook her head； but it was not a negation to anything that I'd said。 She was trying to recover her clarity of mind。 She tried to rise from the couch and then fell backwards。
For a long time； she merely lay there； staring at the ceiling and I couldn't know her thoughts。 I tried to take her hand； but she withdrew it from me。
Then in a low voice； she said：
〃You've drunk her blood。 You have the Fire Gift； and you've drunk her blood。 And this she has done in answer to your prayer。〃
〃Tell me；〃 I said。 〃What prompted you to offer yourself to her？ Why did you say such words？ Had you ever spoken them in Egypt？ 〃
〃Never；〃 she said in a heated murmur。 〃I had forgotten the beauty。〃 She looked confused； weak。 〃I had forgotten the timelessness；〃 she whispered。 〃I had forgotten the silence gathered around them…as if it were so many veils。〃
She turned and looked at me languidly。 She looked about her。 I sensed her hunger； her weakness。
〃Yes；〃 she sighed。 〃Bring my slaves to me；〃 she said。 〃Let them go out and obtain for me a sacrifice； for I'm too weak from having been the sacrifice myself。〃
I went into the courtyard garden and told her little gang of exquisite blood drinkers to go to her。 She could give them this disagreeable order on her own。
When they had gone on their dismal errand； I returned to her。 She was sitting up； her face still drawn and her white hands trembling。
〃Perhaps I should have died；〃 she said to me。 〃Perhaps it was meant to be。〃
〃What's meant？〃 I asked scornfully。 〃What's meant is that we must both live in Constantinople； you in your house with your little panions and I here with mine。 And we must have a mingling of households from time to time that is agreeable。 I say that is what is meant。〃
She looked at me thoughtfully as if she were pondering this as much as she could ponder anything after what had befallen her in the shrine。
〃Trust in me；〃 I said desperately in a low voice。 〃Trust in me for some little while。 And then if we should part； let it be amicable。〃
She smiled。 〃As if we were old Greeks？〃 she asked。
〃Why must we lose our manners？〃 I said。 〃Weren't they nourished in brilliance； like the arts which still surround us； the poetry that still forts us； and the stirring tales of heroism which distract us from the cruel passage of time？ 〃
〃Our manners；〃 she repeated thoughtfully。 〃What a strange creature you are。〃
Was she my enemy or my friend？ I didn't know。
All too quickly； her blood drinker slaves appeared with a miserable and terrified victim； a rich merchant who glared at all of us with bulbous eyes。 Frankly he offered us money for his life。
I wanted to stop this abomination。 When had I ever taken a victim under my roof？ And this was to happen within my house to one who appealed to me for mercy。
But within seconds； the man was forced down upon his knees and Eudoxia then gave herself over to drinking blood from him with no regard for my standing there and watching this spectacle； and I turned