Publisher's Synopsis
These histories of the Westlands were recorded by Imperial command. SO ORDERED. ... . The captive was taken by the Shield Maidens, and lifted high in the air. He was impaled on the cruel stake. He screamed in agony. Blood and filth covered the pole. -Moan in pleasure, Dear One. And we will free you, - one of the hellcats jested. All were delighted at this merriment. Astarte the Queen appeared to be a woman of middle years, but her real age was like unto that of the eternal stars. In search of amusement, she sent her consort to do battle. She found him to be a man of pity and mercy. She found this to be a jest in itself. Eons ago the sons of Sol III sailed to the stars. They seeded many worlds of the multiverse with life, and founded many new realms. The Divine Astarte ruled a vast empire of these worlds. Long Life and victory to her! Contains adult content.
