Sorok
You are the woman I would like to take as a wife. Haciah you give me peace that no other woman has been able to. Not to mention your beauty, but your beauty, you have the look of innocence and vengeance wrapped in one. There is not a man that isn’t paralyzed at the sight of you. What is it that stops you from marrying me? “Well Sorok, there are many things that I love about you as well. For one I love how you tell me everything. Things that men consider not a woman’s concern. You trust me to be faithful with your secrets.
However, there are things you don’t know about me, that I am not ready yet to share. Deep in my heart I cannot open up to you because I see the way your brother Irik looks at me? What is it about me that makes him hesitate in my presence? Is he the dreamer that you spoke of? I only ask because dreamers can sometimes come off one way, but it is not their intention to do so.” Haciah, I trust you with many things, but Irik is no concern or threat to you. Please let not my brothers be of concern to you. You are the one thing that is mine and mine alone.
Haciah
Ah, ah, ahh, ooa, King ZaKein I love serving you. As my King makes love to me, I wonder when will he stop sending me to do the work of peasants and make me the Queen of Hysieng. I have warned him and one of the sorcerers of the dreamer in Yisraem. Yet, he does not take heed. He sends me out to spy on the men of Yisraem while parading a woman by the name of Zira around the Kingdom.
She does not have the skills to serve the King like I can. Yet, he makes her royal. While I, I still am the one that pleasures him. He demands that no one must know of our relationship, not even the men of Hysieng. In the eyes of the Kings most loyal advisors, I am only a spy. Having to pretend to love men like Sorok in order to serve the man I truly love. My King, ZaKein.
