It was clear the Ui Neill needed to go through a number of phases of discussion and negotiation to allow them to come to what they intended to propose...without losing face. In the end it took four days of delicate talks before they reached a conclusion.After initially making a series of dire threats the Ui Neill gradually began to temper their language and even hint that their might be an accommodation possible between the two sides. Throughout this, Eochaid remained resolute and gave nothing. Since most of the people were female, I knew there would be someone who would make the attempt to rob us, believing that women could not be a threat. Finally just before dawn I heard the sound I'd been waiting for all night; shots from the sentry positions.Yelling at everyone to get up and under cover, Willy and I crawled to the various posts and looked at what we were up against. It looked like about six to seven men were attacking from one direction. When I looked, something didn't seem. It was elegant, yet comfortable and lived in. The furniture was covered in deeply padded rich leather but was well broken in. It was a room for living in, not for show. Duncan noted there was no TV. Book cases lined two walls. He drifted over and ran his eyes over the titles. Quite an eclectic collection he noted. Everything from vintage children's books to best sellers. He smiled as he noted a well stocked section on Ireland and the Irish. When William entered the room Duncan had pulled one of. “You’re wondering if we’ve been sexualized in the group and in the process marginalized.” It was a gamble but he hoped that if it was true his expressed support for the night might bring him some favor. “No … Harold is smarter than that even if some of them aren’t. Harold might have selected us because we wouldn’t object to this, and actually enjoy it, but we are critical to his business, too. No … our participation is separate and Harold insures that. Harold might be a sexualist, a hedonist ….