Priscilla was getting increasingly frustrated with Drinian; he seemed to insist to push himself away from her advances.  She knew that if she could kiss Drinian, he would see that she was a worthy companion.  All her life, she had only known of two kinds of men:  those who loved her for what she could give, and those who loved no women.  There was no third category for her until she met Drinian.<br/><br/>"That should be our wedding out there, Drinian!  You are going to be King Arthur and I your Guinevere."  Drinian smiled:  "And who, pray tell, is going to be your Lancelot?"  It was then and only then that upbeat Priscilla suddenly took on a serious thoughtful expression; maybe she was using Drinian as a Lancelot type figure.  Maybe she really did know in her heart that it was supposed to be Drinian and Amora.  But she had to know for sure, she couldn't let go of her dreams.  When the time was right, she would make Drinian choose.<br/><br/>Suddenly, the door to the room opened.  "Lotor calls for you two; you must be on your best behavior.  Ye both must lift this statue above your head because there will be many cheering folks for this day to come.  Greece has returned to her place on the world throne of power; we will begin by consecrating our vessel and then our new home base of world dominiation - Camelot!"  Damn; Drinian would definitely need to go to confession if he ever got out of this alive; where was Friar Benson when you need him?  Scratch that, no need for a catholic priest to see one of his parishoners carrying the likeness of a grecian pagan god everywhere.<br/><br/>As the two exited the room, they noticed that many soldiers would be around them.  As they exited the vessel, Drinian saw that the image (seemed to be around 15 or 20 feet tall) might be light enough to throw on someone and heavy enough to do damage; that must be why Lotor's men would escort them - to ensure that would not happen.<br/><br/>The image was sitting on what appeared to be a lavish silver base; rings were attached to all four corners and 2 silver staves jettisoned out of the rings so that 4 people would need to carry the large gold Dionysus that sat perfectly on top of the base.  The guards motioned that Priscilla and Drinian should carry the image in the front lifting up the staves at least on top of their shoulders while two soldiers carried the same two staves, but at the back of the deity.<br/><br/>This would also enable the guards in the back to keep an eye closely on Drinian and Priscilla.  They looked at each other quickly and closely; Drinian had learned enough of Priscilla's non verbal communication that he knew exactly what the plan was going to be.  But they would have to wait until their procession met with a throng of crowds.