"Yes Jim," she sighed "I"m not a baby" No, but right now you need to take it easy" he replied"Jim, I am about to be crowned Empress. I can not afford ...o take it easy or relax, we have a mess to clean up after this council business is over with." she sighed as she sunk into the plush chair at the desk.Jim sighed also, his tall form sinking into a chair next to her "I know Amber, we opened a huge can of worms when we "removed" over half of the council, it's left many questions about their. The officers were cronies, political elite and princes. Being an officer in the military was an ego trip and notch up the ladder. It looked good in all the portraits hung everywhere. Of course there were the prestigious parties and events they all went to.The marching soldiers were the low end of the social ladder; they weren’t entitled to be called princes or other prestigious names. But they were not going to work in the oil fields; that was nasty, hot, dangerous work so the military was the. "Mary fought the tears she felt coming to her eyes but she lost and one sneaked down her cheek. She had always considered herself the ugly duckling of every group she had even been a part of. Mary had never put much emphasis on appearance even when her friends had. It meant boys flocked to her friends and left her alone.Despite Walt's assurances that she was as beautiful as anyone in the houses, Mary always had her doubts. Those doubts expanded as more attractive women started to spend more. She said that he might. He really wanted to get a motorcycle and his father was totally against it. I then told her that I had one in the garage that I hadn’t ridden in a few years but that it still ran.She ran into the house and told her son. He got dressed and followed his naked mother out to me. After some negotiations we came to an understanding. I would cover the cost of getting the motorcycle registered, inspected, and insured for the first six months. He in turn would sign a document.