. my wife, Lady Lynesse Hightower, has left her paramour and seeks to be reconciled to me. She is now in the camp, in fact. I have, I admit, used her ...carnally, but can you blame me? I am not prepared to wed her again, however, and have decided to treat her as a concubine and bastard-born at that, with the name of Lynesse Flowers.”“I cannot say that I am surprised. She seemed to regret leaving you, at least when I forced her to do her own walk of atonement in Oldtown. Mostly, though, I think. "I knew that if I attempted to move or stand up, Angela would probably shoot me straight away. I had to distract her somehow and keep her talking long enough for the boss and Bernie to realise what was going to happen and, I hoped, do something about it. I put my hand to the back of my head and felt the large bump there where I assumed Angela had hit me and knocked me out."Jesus Christ, girl, what the hell did you hit me with?" I asked as I did so."A wooden rolling pin, the normal 'little. ‘Careful… no attachments.’ I reminded myself. I settled back into the leather upholstery as he pulled out and drove out of the airport. The next 15 minutes were passed in near silence as he drove me to the property I had never viewed except in photographs delivered via email. He obviously sensed that I wanted to be left alone and respected my wishes. Dammit! I was starting to like the guy. Maybe I could let him in enough to become a drinking buddy. He was first to break the silence. ‘The house. In order to punish Cronos, Nyx gave birth to Moros (god of Doom), Keres (goddess of Destruction), Momus (god of Blame), Oizys (god of Pain), Nemesis (goddess of Retribution), Apate (goddess of Deceit), Geras (god of Old Age), Eris (goddess of Strife), and Philotes (goddess of Sex). Along with the twin she's carrying in her womb; these children would push Cronos's reign into chaos.Nyx felt tired and sleepy. Even though she's a primordial god, giving birth to many children in such a short time.