Both my annoyance and my offering please her, delight her. Both might have gotten me knocked across the park, so I am glad she's decided on delight instead of displeasure.

My Lady raises me up, and I feel her teeth at my neck, my jugular. I know she could kill me right now and so easily. The human body wants to bolt but I remain perfectly still as she nips playfully.

"We bow to no one. You will bow to no creature ever again, my Lion." She wraps her lithe form about mine and kisses me. Oh sweet flame, where have you been? I remember, oh Creator! I remember you. Purest Flame. First and most lovely .... ليليث‎