Upon hearing the cry of the boy, the queen appeared and screamed, “What have you done? You have killed our son!” But the king grew angry with the boy, for the king was no ordinary king, but the god of all gods! In his rage, the king struck the boy and cut off his head. The boy and the king wrestled, and the king was surprised at the boy’s strength. The king was furious, how dare this child be so insolent? The king grabbed at the child and struggled. Instead the boy looked directly into the king’s eyes unafraid. When the king returned eager to see his beloved and makeup, he was met by the beautiful little boy who was guarding his mother’s room.
She instructed him firmly, “do not let anyone pass.” She fashioned from herself and the earth a little boy more beautiful than any other and placed him at the threshold of her bedroom chamber. The oils and radiance of her skin began to mix with the earth, for she was no ordinary queen, but a goddess. In her solitude, the queen unrobed and began to rub her perfumed body.
The king unaccustomed to loosing was angry, and stormed off with his men, leaving his queen alone. Perhaps it was her beauty- but on this day, the king was outmatched, and the queen prevailed to win the game. Once upon a time, there was a king and a queen who sat down to play a simple game of cards and dice.
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