“It seems so long ago” began Kristina in a voice that was incongruously aristocratic “but it came to me just before Easter, when I was still Sister Kristina at the convent of St Theodota. Sex video She lifted her manacled hands to the neck of her tunic and tore at it, ripping the unbleached linen apart so that it fell away from her, leaving her standing as a naked offering on the temple steps. The procurator took a broadsword from one of his guards and held the point to her white throat. “The law is satisfied that Theodota dies. A ring of braziers spread their warm light around a forest clearing a short distance outside of the city walls.
