"No, wait."  The trumpets blew indicating emperor Alexander had spoken.<br/><br/>"It is not our way to sacrifice a girl on her wedding day, even if she changes her mind.  Still, a female sacrifice must be made to appease our god and conquer Camelot.  Hence, if someone steps forward now to replace Amora, her life will be spared, but the life of the one stepping forward will be lost.  Nevertheless, these are not heartless sacrifices!  The person who steps forward to save Amora will be granted continual and perpetual everlasting life in the afterworld, and she will be elevated to the status of a goddess ... here, today, now.  If none can be found, then in a sense - all these rumors I hear of new kings and queens in Camelot will be partially true.  Amora will be your new guardian, Cameot, as she will have to give her life in this sacrifice.  Will no one step forward to save her?"<br/><br/>The crowd gasped; partially because they were in awe of Alexander's boldness while he was yet articulate in his manner of speaking.  They were in also in awe partially because the great big god statue was moving.<br/><br/>Drinian looked over to Priscilla; their plan was to topple the god and then run into the crowds.  But instead, Priscilla abandoned her post, making it an almost impossible job for Drinian.  Why would she abandoned her post?  "Oh, great Alexander!  I don't believe any of that stuff you said.  But to save the life of an innocent woman would be the first noble thing I have ever done.  Having said that, I don't believe the answer lies with me, nor that the decision is totally mine.  The decision is totally Lord Drinian's."<br/><br/>Lord who? the people whispered.  They had not heard that name before.<br/><br/>Alexander waved his hands to silence the crowd.  "A potential goddess speaks; I'm not sure, Lotor, if you've not gone too far in thinking we Grecians were brutes.  The sacrifice is supposed to be an honorable one, not a cruel one.  Priscilla, is it?  Recent escapee of Captain Pickering?  What do you mean, the decision belongs to Lord Drinian?"<br/><br/>Seeing that Drinian could no longer hold up the force of the gold god on a plate, he stepped forward.<br/><br/>"I think I know what it means, your majesty.  I think I dreaded this day."<br/><br/>Priscilla continued.  "Which of the two of us do you love more, Drinian, that you would spare us from the sacrifice?  You know I love you with all my heart, Drinian.  You have been the first kind sir I have ever met and I know your love for me may have been of a different kind.  But I promise you, I will take care of you and never leave your side if you'll have me.  And if you won't have me, know this:  I will be a tortured soul in the after life forever and ever.  But now you must choose, according to his majesty, Alexander.  Will you choose to sacrifice me, or Amora."<br/><br/>Lotor shouted out:  "I say, both of them!"  The crowd erupted in applause and cheer.<br/><br/>Alexander held up his hand again:  "No, that is not our way.  Although we go forth to conquer other peoples, we are not savages.  I have spoken:  Drinian must choose Amora or Priscilla.  Lotor - you are not honorable.  Therefore, you will not committ the sacrifice.  Lord Drinian will committ the sacrifice to the woman he chooses ... the woman he loves the least ... following which, he will marry the new Queen of of our newest Province, Camelot to be renamed ... Athenia!  Drinian, what be your answer ... Priscilla ... or, Amora?"