The two are bound, dragged before the High Priestess and forced to
their knees. "Well, well, well", she says, "What a beautiful pair of
travellers. A good-looking woman and her handsome teenage son. I bet
you didn't make love yet?"
"What?...", whispers Jane under her breath.
"To reject the call of lust is another blasphemy", says the
priestess, "In our culture relationships between mothers and sons
are not only permitted, but revered. However, there's another
pressing matter. You've violated the sanctum of Kamadora and have to
be punished."
She says something in her mother tongue. The priestesses erupt in a
lustful laughter...
