Riku pushed Romilly back till her knees pressed against the great slab. Mahil was dancing round mouthing incantations. The tribe swayed and chanted as they watched. The warriors lifted Romilly onto the altar and bound her, ropes about her ankles and wrists. She had never believed in God, not seriously, bucking against attending services in the church on her father's estate or going to those in London, but again she prayed. 'Dear Jesus, save me.'...