The Elders dispersed after this little skirmish. Rahu returned to his throne and lowered himself onto it.
Ophelia stood there with her head down, her body trembling. She couldn't believe how her body had betrayed her.
Looking down at the small pool beneath her, intense shame took over her. Not in a thousand years, she thought her body could be like this.
"Come here"
Rahu's calm voice echoed throughout the entire hall, hearing his voice. Her body trembled further.
With slow, wobbly steps, she stood up, her head still facing the ground. She stepped towards him, one of her huge racks was hanging free, swinging with each step.
Without a second thought, she lowered herself onto his lap with her head bent in submission.
"You are bound to me now, whether bodily or existentially. If you want to go even beyond your current level. Only I can make it possible, so this is the last time I'm giving you a choice. I do not prefer a broken woman."
