Whereon the next day after the raid and after dining with the officers for lunch I sat in my room and conjured everything I could besides the room whe...ein I sat. After being too long idle I ventured to open my cabin door and to my surprise I found no sentry at all. I crept along the hall way and saw a door slightly ajar and heard voices coming from inside. ‘I wonder if there are any Man-o-wars about the Islands of Barbados.’ said one voice. ‘I warrant there is, but the English have not bothered. The smell was authentic pine.Her own "impurities" were also, of course, absent. Her gun was nowhere to be seen. Her nanomite blade, usually strapped to her hip, missing. Her undersuit, lined with enough microfiber chips and transmitters to crack a class-9 corporate firewall had been stripped off and disposed of somewhere, as with the rest of her clothes. She was as bare as the walls.Bare except, of course, for two important exceptions. The lush and colourful tattoo covering the length of her. "Sadness stole across Viriel's face. "I understand. His hold over you is too great to be broken with words alone."Viriel's beautiful face swung to glare at Jon. "Your Master has stolen my bride from me Soulless one."Jon shrugged, "Seems like she prefers the Demon's company to yours Angel..."Viriel straightened and stepped back. "That is the influence of the foul creature coloring her thoughts, nothing more," he snapped.There was silence for a moment. Jon shifted uncomfortably, and tightened his. Sometimes that favoritism can lead to emotional promotion within an organization. Now don’t get what I am saying wrong, you will have an emotional attachment with everyone in your harem. You need to watch out in promoting someone because most or everyone gives them leeway because you are showing favoritism toward them.” We stepped outside my office and the girls were standing there ready.Aimee looked at Lily, “You look devastatingly sexy.” Then Aimee looked at Natalie, “Oh my God, you look like.