*Lalika stared at King Zig, her eyes wide with disbelief. She could not believe what he was saying, no, her ears must have decieved her, for she could have sworn he called her 'brave" brave? me? *

*Lalika looked back at Sheba and then at King Zig, both seemed very serious, but...it sounded as though they wanted her to do something important. Lalika, who was rejected by the Gods, was in turn being asked to devote herself to the land, to Babylon. Was this not important? Lalika started to panick, crazy half formed ideas spilling from the edges of her concious mind.*

*Lalika looked up at the King, as he was clearly waiting for an answer, Lalika's voice was barely audible "I'm sorry. I cannot accept. You must find someone else, I would be completely invaluable to you, apart from spilling blood, there is not much else I can do. I can't read, I can't write, I have no money and I am absolutely forbidden to any form of sex. It is the Goddess' will *she sighed* so even manipulating lust would not help you, that is, if the enemy is a man."*

*Lalika would not meet neither Sheba's nor King Zigs eyes, she felt an overwhelming flood of emotions. She was loathing every word that came out of her mouth that stated honestly, just how worthless she was. 'I might as well be dead, prehaps I would be much more use that way.' She wished King Zig would dismiss her, or more so, call back Sheba's lions and let them eat her, for she felt incredibly humiliated although she kept herself composed.*