"Waltrude fudged the truth because it might have given Elke a clue to her secret. Indeed, she had once been a mere keeper striving for membership, not...knowing the countess who reigned at the time was her mother."Yes Elke, when younger I did go on the prowl once in a while for the thrill of it. That slave was put in dungeon service at first. But I was curious about him and one night had him audition to be one of my personal slaves. And he gave me pleasures born of his love for me. It was. I may have mentioned that you were a Chief, wanting to know what was happening with the armies, so that you could protect your tribe. Did I do wrong?”“No, that was fine, but he is going to wonder why I am here with a bunch of warriors. When he asks, tell him that I am trying to teach women how to be warriors, and that this is a training expedition to test their abilities.”“Huh? It could very well be, for all I know. Why else would you be doing this?”“I will tell you later. First, the messages. ‘I think I’ll take this one,’ I said. ‘But I notice its getting late, will your office even still be open?’ ‘I have a key, that’s no problem,’ she said, ‘but I should make a few phone calls.’ She pulled out her cell phone and called the office telling them she would be in after hours to close a deal. That went fast. Then she got up and kind of hobbled towards the back hallway before dialing her next call—the boyfriend, I was sure. She tried whispering at first, but they had been in a fight when. Well, too bad he is always busy. Sometimes I wondered whether he even notice what I wore! She replied dejectedly. That seemed to be a big hint that she had just thrown to me. It seemed to me that she was picking up the clue and responded to play the flirting game with me. Oh no! If I were him, I would love to keep you warm every night! She looked at me and smiled embarrassingly. Well, talk is cheap and of cause easier said than done. I upped the stakes by adding in more flattering words which.