I'd had this a hundred or more times before, but it was familiar, good, home cooking. I would only eat about half of what was in front of me and I nee...ed to apologize in advance to Diane."Don't be upset if I don't eat a lot, Diane. I've got to limit my portions and make sure I can digest everything. I tend to eat four or five times a day."She looked somewhat shocked at my comment, but nodded her understanding."Is that because of your stomach," Debbie asked, as only a child can, straight to the. For example, you need to address me as Master, and you will have to learn to perform obeisance; your parody of a curtsey isn’t enough.”“Wales,” she murmured, “We lived in Wales, not England.”“Past tense?” he queried.“Past tense, for me anyway. I can’t speak for my mother.”“You may still change your mind for the moment, but the time will come when not choosing to leave will mean that you have lost the right to choose,” he advised.Remembering one of the new rules, she said, “Thank you, Master.. "He wanted to show her just how lucky she could get right there but knew he didn't have time. His schedule had minimal gaps all day. Instead, he stepped back and talked about the house she'd looked at."Seth, I wish you'd been able to see it too. It's light and airy with huge windows. The bedrooms are bigger than average. I think the attic will make a great playroom for Dallas so his toys aren't scattered all over the house."They went over the asking price and talked about taxes. She knew he'd. There's no way anyone could bounce a microwave beam off a window and listen in. Not that I'm not testing for that anyway. End result? My bedroom is among the most private rooms on the planet, second to none."So Abby, what's up?"She got right to business. "For the last three days, I was working in the ancient ruins of the restricted library at the girl's monastery."I nodded. "Alone? Were the priests okay with that?"Abigail giggled. "As an emissary of a CL-25?! Sure. You're held in absolute awe.