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Unaware of my thoughts, he continues. “After all you have done to me—after all the betrayal—”
“Listen,” I say, cutting him off, “whoever you think I am, I’m not her.” This Roxilana broad really fucked with the wrong dude. “Please, just let me go.”
Memnon’s eyes flare a bit brighter. “You dare to play ignorant. To call me a liar and what we are a mistake. You, the woman I gave everything to.”
“But I didn’t give you everything,” I insist. “You have me confused with someone else.”
He ignores my point. “You locked me away, denied me even the basic decency of death. I was never given funerary rites, never allowed to pass from this world to the next. You kept me from the afterlife, where I could ride the skies with my ancestors.”
I stare up at the man, who looks like some ancient deity.
“Instead, I lay caged for all this time. But I am caged no longer.” The last part comes out grave, ominous. “The world will know my wrath—you will know my wrath, my queen.
“I will put you at my mercy,” he vows. “And I will destroy your world bit by bit until all you have left is me.”