“Hence why I slid into bed with you so early. Mom, well, she didn’t take long to follow suit. What else to do? You’re her husband and she loves ...eing your wife, even after all these years. I don’t think that you’ll ever know how crushing it was for her when you filed for divorce. She knew why you did it, but damn was she heartbroken! Right, Mom?” Amy told me while starting the shower for the three of us to share.“Damn straight I was! I don’t mind telling you that the worst part was that it was. It was at least as powerful as Vostich, himself. This had all taken place a couple of hundred years ago. While that might seem long to you or me, it was a short time indeed, to a being who measured his or its life in terms that approached eternity.Vostich had helped this Being in a time when most of the others of that world had turned their backs on It, or were otherwise preoccupied. So the Being had told Vostich to call on It for help when needed, and It would come.Unfortunately, in calling. "Where've you been?" I turned to her. "Do you want to dance or not?" she asked again. She pulled me to my feet before I could object and we joined the others on the dance floor. Before long I was moving in ways I never knew I could. My partner was lively, and I found myself wondering why I'd thought it wasn't going to be swell minutes before. A slow number was put on and Uemura came into my arms. I fished my handkerchief out of my pocket and helped her wipe the sweat on her face. She. Death was in the air. The future promised blood and violence. My nipples were hard as my purple sari whisked against my thighs. Juices dribbled down my legs. My heart, my dear Lucy, marched at my side, naked and unashamed, her light-brown hair bouncing about her shoulders.She smelled excited, too. Eager. She was ready to witness me seize the Queendom, to proclaim my strength before my sisters and cousins, my aunts and nieces. I would claim the bloody throne and make it mine.I just had to kill.