“Speak the words,” she demanded. I held my breath. She turned on her heel and slapped me across the face.
“Speak the words.” Her voice dripped with venom. Suddenly the door swung open behind her and her apprentice ran into the room. She snapped her head back to the door and sighed a bit of relief at her underling’s appearance. She turned her attention back to me.
“Speak the words.” She took her time between each word driving home the importance. I did my best to hide the pain. Her apprentice looked at her shocked.
“She.. she hasn’t spoken the words?” The apprentice trembled in fear. Her master took a big step forward and dropped her face an inch away from mine. She shouted.
“Speak the words!” Spittle shot out and landed on my check and hair. My ears rang slightly. I pooled saliva at the back of my throat and spit directly into her face. Her eyes went wide and she stumbled back. Then I spoke.
“Talos is no God of mine.”