I left them on her bureau before descending the ships ladder and walking into the village.There was not too much activity in the village either. Barre...s of Mead had been drunk last night and there were even a few souls sleeping on the beach including a couple of naked girls. I took a leak at the end of the beach and walked back into the village square, meeting a couple of the shopkeepers who were opening up after the night of revelry.The baker and butcher offered me a free breakfast pastry. Her soul was not her own but Cole’s. And Cole was married. She had wept until dawn. A loud snort pulled her from the past. ‘You ‘barely remember’ receiving a proposal of marriage from the eldest son of one of the wealthiest landowners in the county, a man feted by every match-making mama in England and you -‘ Stopping abruptly, Cole coughed and grabbing up a piece of the neglected gingerbread, stuffed it into his mouth. Chewing hard, he waved one hand airily at her as though she had been the. Quite a lot were entirely naked, like her.Most were lounging on a sea of soft cushions.Cordelia batted her new long eyelashes at the sight in front of her. There were so many women. It would be practically impossible to escape. She looked around and tried to see the exits. To her dismay, there was only the one that she had entered through."Cordelia!"A familiar voice could be heard among the giggling and high-pitched voices. Cordelia turned. She was greeted by Tittiefuck, who bounced over with. ”“I thought I was your main dish.”“My main dish, my dessert, my late-night snack, you’re all of it, Ms. E. Let me spoil you with some home cooking.”They make their way back downstairs. Ms. E freshens up in the half bathroom. MK lays out a fresh pear, blue cheese and walnut salad. A bottle of bubbly and two champagne flutes complete the table. He waits for Ms. E’s return, uncorking the champagne when the bathroom door opens. Ms. E, adorned in red heels, a short sheer light blue cover, a white.