|The Courtroom|

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|Episode 2|


I watch you...
You who betrayed me.

I pity you...
You whom gave me discomfort.

So I take a seat at my throne, with my maidens sitting on each side.

You were below me of course... several feet away from me, in the center of an enormous, spherical room.

<(Maya'kuh)>
"As you can see, my beloved champion, you are in the Court of Judgment, and this is why our seats tower over you."

With a raised hand, I continue to say to you...

<(Maya'kuh)>
"As you can see, all of the seats in the distance around you... are filled with priests and priestesses, to witness your judgment."

Lowering my hand and lapping my feet, I say to you...

<(Maya'kuh)>
"What do you have to say?"

You remain with your head bowed, and your curly hair covering your face.

A brief silence...
The sounds of murmuring...
I squint my eyes in great displeasure...

Thus, the guards on each side strike you, at the back of your knees!

You fall...
My displeasure becomes relieved.

And now, it was I—who have a gleam of a smile, emerging calmly on my face.

<{Guard}>
"When the Grand Priestess asks you a question, you are demanded to speak."

Of course, the guard's voice was empty to you.

You ignored...

So I stand from my throne, and say to you...

<(Maya'kuh)>
"Since you would not say anything, I—shall say..."

With a raised hand, I continue...

<(Maya'kuh)>
"Brothers and sisters... I bring before you, my beloved champion, summoned by the heavens... by the Stars..."

With my arms apart, and my head on high, I continue, saying...

<(Maya'kuh)>
"I watched him come from the skies like a shooting star. He enters the womb... the waters of Sehruh'buwn. I witness his vessel ascending out of the deep, until he was standing on top—of the waters... like me. Lo and behold... his eyes were latched onto my bosom."

The courtroom gaspexponentially...
I continue to say...

<(Maya'kuh)>
"This is something I was notexpecting from a summoned Lhtho."

You raise your head while I said this, and, I continue to speak...

<(Maya'kuh)>
"Since my champion is feeling unwelcomed, I shall cut out the details."

Then... a voice from the distance—across the dark room—speak-out against my will, saying...

<{??}>
"Actually. The court would love to know why your champion is in chains."

Everyone, including I—look to the one who said this...
My eyes remain settled on the hooded man—whose robes are black... and gold.

Among him, are 6 more... 3 on each side of him...
They remain seated, that is... until I demand them, saying...

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