. She felt the lady's fingertips caress her cheek and then gently lift her chin. She was so beautiful. Why could she not stop herself from trembling l...ke a leaf? Just as the first day she had met her, could that only have been yesterday? So much had happened since then..."Eyes as beautiful as yours were not meant for the floor, my dear. Besides, how will you ever find me my dressing gown if it isn't on the floor?"Angelica drank in those dark eyes and felt the evil within her grow. "It is right. Get under the bed and wait for me to come back.’ Fear and panic gripped Alli’s mind and body. This was all too real for the young teenage girl. It was more like something she would have seen in a movie, never thinking she would be in the middle of some gun battle. Her emotions were getting the best of her as she sobbed and cried, shaking her head at Mikhail’s adamant stance that he was going to leave her. She couldn’t be left alone. Not like this. Not here. The sound of a painful and agonizing. I had to change my dress for themost unladylike of reasons: I was so nervous that I had simply sweatedthrough it.Afternoon Tea at Comwyn Manor wasn't like going to a friend's place andhaving a cuppa with a few sandwich fingers and biscuits. No, at Comwynit was ? like everything Lady Comwyn did ? a production, an event. Noless than eight courses were being served for tea, and I had beenselected to be in charge of it. Secretly, I suspected it was becauseLady Comwyn expected me to struggle at it. My name isMaya. If there is anything you need please do not hesitate to ask forit. Anything at all," she said cheerfully. "Now, what can I start youwith, a cocktail perhaps?" she asked."Why don't we have a bottle of the white wine you served last time Maya.That was lovely," the General responded.Maya did not need to even give a direction. The footwomen responded tothe request by turning in unison, presumably to go fetch the wine. Oneleft through the door at the far end and one stood near.