Page:The King of the Dark Chamber.djvu/112

112

No King! He is not the King? Then, O thou God of fire, burn me, reduce me to ashes! I shall throw myself into thy hands, O thou great purifier; burn to ashes my shame, my longing, my desire.

Queen, where are you going? All your inner chambers are shrouded in raging fire—do you not enter there.

Yes! I will enter those burning chambers! It is the fire of my death!