Part of you wants to drop your bags right there and go chasing after her. You manage to control yourself. No sense in chasing after the first girl you...meet, right? Plenty of time, and there's a lot more of the dorm to see yet. The blonde steps into the elevator and presses a button. As she waits for the doors to close, she glances up at you with her gorgeous blue eyes and give you another nervous smile, biting her lower lip a little. Oh yeah, you're going to like it here, you think to. She speaks with his voice ... and her own.”“She does? Very well, I’m listening.” He crossed his arms impatiently.“Kottir, we have need of soldiers here in town. Some of the guards are working against the Jarl, and will need to be replaced. We will need a few more to guard against attacks from the Forsworn as well, when they realize their king is dead. Send word to your encampment, I want thirty soldiers here by dawn tomorrow. You should easily be able to free that many up with the Imperial. All these relatives were elderly. Father had been proclaimed heir by his father in preference to older brothers who were considered unsuitable for some reason I never knew. As I looked at the list I wondered if their failing had been in choice of a mate, for they were similar to Father in many ways, yet none had found wives to match our mother. Father had reigned, but who had truly ruled in Achaiea? These idle thoughts were an attempt for my mind to consider small problems before attacking. She realised that so often, in reality, she really did act as though she was a spoiled teenager, pretty much the same age as Emma and that being disciplined would help control her tantrums. She could quite see herself submitting to Emma again, but also to Sandra, although she would want to keep the two separate. As she eased herself up from Emma’s lap she even pictured herself being scolded by Emma and ordered to take off her knickers and bend over her lap for another spanking. She didn’t find.