A way to bring him down without having to involve the King.A confession? I might be able to extract a confession from him! But how? Force, perhaps ......but given what I’ve already done and the King’s resultant displeasure, it has to be my absolute last resort. Nor is direct confrontation likely to work. He’ll never admit anything, revealing exactly how I intend to expose him will only give him time to counter my accusations, and he certainly won’t cavil at outright lies. No, I need to him to. .. Her emotions and her ambitions. He could sense the power of her entire being through her deep irides. He was jealous of John, that much was clear. But even though he had moved on to accept that fact, he would never ruin Brittany's happiness for his own fantasy.Finishing up, Brittany announced her mini-itinerary. "John should be out of his first class in a few minutes, and I was planning on surprising him in the hallways before we go back to his dorm. Do you want to come? or..." she. Can you last that long?”“It’ll give us time to freshen up, honey. Shall we take a shower?”“What about the bitch?” asked Ella.“Leave her there, we won’t be long. She can wait.”They both stood up and without another word went inside leaving me still on my knees, my face covered in goo. I fought back the tears as I wished I was anywhere but here, but I knew that I had no choice but to stay. In the distance I could hear the noises as they moved about the house. Patiently I remained in position as. What about Jack and his son? I've heard he dotes on the kid."Donna was walking up and heard the question. "He's here, but don't ask! The kid is over-bred, under-educated and spoiled rotten. If he manages to score better than a five on the CAP when he tests in three months I'll be shocked."I groaned, but looked around the gathered crowd who were happily enjoying the festivities for what the twins had happily dubbed "Landing Day". They had taken my twenty-seven day months and created a calendar.