Sweets will watch because she will also be punished. The door will remain open just as it was in the guest house. You didn’t care who saw what you w...re doing in there, so all can see what is going on in here.” “But, but…” I begin to speak; a finger is put over my mouth to shush me. “Princess, don’t test me. You have retrieved a fine selection for me to choose from do not make me use them all on you.” He kisses my forehead and says. “I love you, shall we begin?” “Yes, Sir,” I whimper. I lay over. Her name was Nitya, or Nithiya, to be precise. She was middle-aged, moderately attractive and dominating as hell. At the age of 18, she was married to a business development manager, who at that time was almost twice her age.At the tender age 21, she gave birth to a stillborn baby. They loved each other. And even then they couldn’t gather the courage to have another baby. That decision must have been tough, it must have shaken her from within, but not as much as receiving the news of her. Lydia met him with a cup of warm tea – something her mother had always said helped to ward off illnesses.“How long until King Olaf’s wedding?” she asked as she joined him at the table in the small dining room.“A little more than three weeks,” Joseph answered.“Then in six weeks, you will see Nadia again,” Lydia predicted.“Perhaps,” Joseph said.“She will return,” Lydia assured him. “Just as the others will return.”Joseph nodded and took a sip of the tea.“Things change in life,” he said after. This was a new stepfor him in many ways but most importantly of all it was a step into a newworld where his most closely guarded and long hidden secret became knownto others.A brisk push from behind literally shoved him into this new world.As he made his unsteady entrance into the main room of the salon itseemed as if everyone person in the room stopped what they were doing andlooked at him. Some of the women looked shocked. Some of them giggled.Some of them openly sneered with thinly hidden.