Next her sweater was raised a bit and a belt with several rings on it was secured around her waist and tied to the posts. Finally cuffs were placed ar...und her ankles and tied off. Robin now stood helplessly between the two posts and watched as Elizabeth approached her brandishing a pair of sewing sheers. Robin’s eyes widened and she did her best to plead through the gag for her friend not to do this to her. Elizabeth seemed to understand.?Sorry sweetie? she said ?but this is where the heroine. She ran her tongue over her lips as if they had become dry."So, it is happening," she said at last.None of the slaves dared reply."The King is dead and soon each and every village in the Kingdom of the Knights will fall to the rebellious hordes," Lady Demure continued, talking as much to herself as she was to her slaves.She scanned the room around her and then gazed steadily into the face of each slave. It was Mimosa's face she studied the longest."It's foolish to believe that this village will. She studied her husbands face in the reflection of the large mirror, and her answer didn't seem to have upset him. "Does that bother you, Tomas?" No," he replied instantly. "Not at all. I was just wondering."Mara turned around and put her arms around her husband and drew him closer and kissed him, gently, but with sincerity, and not out of some sense of wifely obligation, or guilt.Tomas knelt down on the floor in front of Mara and kissed her pregnant belly, more than once, with a tenderness. Where’s the bitch and the brat? The car is outside.”Hearing him call Marilyn a bitch brought me back to reality. My brother was the one behind everything. He had been the one to vandalize and torch her car, he had been the one who tried to firebomb my home, he was the one trying to kill us. “What are you doing? Why are you doing this?”“It’s all your fault! You’re the reason we had to move out. You’re not supposed to be here! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!”“Hamilton, that’s crazy!” I was staying out of.