I was past drooling as my first handful emptied into my mouth. I'dnever realized how good this stuff tasted when eaten out of your ownhand. Of course,...I was so ravenously hungry I might have forgotten andstarted eating my own hand if I wasn't careful!"Wow, mom, that's a scary sight," Reggie whistled as she kept herdistance from me.I fought the urge to climb into the container and start licking itclean."Alexandra! I thought I taught you better!" Alexis growled as she stoodacross the bowl from me. It seems, my friend, that you have here a readable manuscript that contains a lost work by our beloved Longus in its entirety.’Words could hardly express my surprise at that time when I examined the manuscript. With my usual professionalism I dated the manuscript at the beginning of the tenth century. It can only be only by magic that such a wonderful piece, another novel by Longus survived through the turmoil and chaos of history to us, bearing a fragrance of the Greek romance. No doubt my. Everyone else is just a toy to you, to be used as a pawn in your games. Maybe Iane is right and mere mortals are unworthy of the love of gods. So we have to search for the love we need amongst the other puny humans,” Hassika shot back.Athea was clenching her fists and glaring at Hassika when she replied. “Ghania, Eyna and Zeroth; that’s the love of the gods you are talking about. Their love is eternal and it is a part of my soul, but I am also Athea and I never pretended to love Rhabina. I did. Undria stood across the parade field from the little, compact fortress. The rangers rained arrows at its stone walls, and Vendithan would casually hurl a fireball from time to time, a small one, just large enough to make a scorch mark on the stonework. It was also enough to keep everyone behind that wall ducked down for cover. The panicked civilians in Remless had all fled the city, or at least to their homes. Right now, the streets belonged to the rangers.Hundreds of slaves had been released.