i-i ca n't have even a mental picture of her ... '' sobs overwhelmed her again as she imagined shehab , his magnificent body open to the worship of the faceless woman , a woman fit to marry a king , a princess born , favored by all , the instrument of peace and prosperity , his equal in beauty and refinement , sharing his background and culture , versed in all the nuances she 'd never known , and in the arts of seducing and servicing her man .