"Okay, let's go over this again."<br/><br/>"Oh, you're no fun, Drinian!  Haven't we talked about this plan long enough?  I want to talk about us."<br/><br/>"But Priscilla, this is very important.  We don't even know if its going to work."  Priscilla was disappointed.  "I want to please you Drinian; I was in enough meetings to hear things.  Alexander wants to conquer Arthur of Camelot; to do that, he's going to desecrate the castle with the worship of Dionysus, god of fertility.  A procession will begin from the sea to the Castle; now we know why a procession, it is most likely the wedding procession."<br/><br/>"Did you know, Priscilla, that when the real Alexander the Great ruled on earth - he did not ever conquer Jerusalem?"  Priscilla smiled and snuggled herself against Drinian.  "See, that's what I like about you.  You can say things I have absolutely no interest in and make it sound delicious."<br/><br/>"Anyway, a sacrifice is supposed to be made on the altar."<br/><br/>"I still don't understand ... why give Amora a dagger?  If she kills Lotor in his sleep, she's just going to be found out."<br/><br/>"You don't get it, do you my love!  Dionysus wants a queen on his altar to be sacrificed.  Who do you think that could be, sweetheart?"<br/><br/>Then it became real to him; Amora could very well be this sacrifice.  The wedding is perfect; Lotor gains ultimate trust and convinces Amora that he and her will live together.  Yet, once the marriage is complete - she could be offered to the deity, thus conquering Camelot.  Who knows if it was historically kosher; it would stab at the heart of everything good about Arthur and Camelot.<br/><br/>"Oh, Priscilla.  This is awful; there's no telling how this will go.  And will she use the dagger at the right time?"  Priscilla tried to kiss Drinian, but Drinian only hugged her closely.  "My heart is hurting, I am so worried about her."<br/><br/>Priscilla didn't give up easily, but she had to stop when she realized he cared for Amora very deeply.  "Please Drinian; you are very sad.  Most guys I had did whatever they could to have their way with me, and then threw me to the next ship mate.  You; you are different.  Please; consider being with me and I promise - we'll save Amora and she can be your best friend, ye know.  She will look good as a bridesmaid at our wedding."<br/><br/>"But, if Amora kills Lotor on the altar if she uses the dagger in self defense, won't that be the end of it?"<br/><br/>"Yeah, it will be the end.  Either Alexander will see it as a symbolic retreat and withdraw; or, he'll capture us, kill us, or send us away into slavery.  Either way, it's a grand adventure."<br/><br/>The door to the cabin opened gently.  Jasper stuck his head inside.  "Mates, we'll be ashore in two hours, but Lotor is delaying for some reason.  Oh, hope you guys are strong.  Apparently, you'll be processing with the god statue ... oh, one other thing.  I'm not really sure you guys are going to leave the festival alive, at least, not if you put your trust in Lotor.  Oh ... be back, gotta go."