Dad came over and asked if we were all doing well, and while we replied we were, my eyes pleaded with him to take us home as well, it was very disgust...ng and not fun at all. He seemed not to notice, and said he and the men fold were going to go to the back room and play some cards and, ahem, drink some moonshine made by one of the other farmers.Ned went to the punch bowl and poured another round of punch for us. He appeared to be having a hard time picking them all up at once, fiddling with. As the evening wore on, I saw Wanda off to herself, so I went over to her and asked, "Wanda, could I get you to do me a big favor?" Sure, Jase." Would you ask Abby to sleep over with you guys tonight?" Ah, you want to..." she said and then she blushed."Yes, we want to..."She nodded and I said, "Don't be embarrassed, Love. The reason I asked you instead of Pris is that it won't seem as obvious coming from you. I figure you're mature enough to do something like this, but Abby won't realize. In all his life he'd only ever done that once, to Caron, the first time. After that, with Caron, things had just... happened. Caron had initiated everything. In fact, he'd come to understand that she'd fished for him and hooked him beautifully, including the beautifully engineered opening that Emma had so brilliantly carried out. In truth, Stan had never stood a chance, but he'd gone willingly to his doom.It wasn't going to be the same with Anne, since she'd expect him to at least make the. I'll make sure they're good."And the freed prisoners were indeed hers, as she had said. Iordan could see it at once, even before the slave girls had finished opening the cells. They were dirty men, weary and worn. Pale and haggard from their lives underground. They were mostly thieves, weasels of men cast into the dungeons for crimes of cowardice and cunning. They were shrewd, but not brave. But they were loyal to Anna; it was obvious on their faces. Iordan realized then what she had been.