When he took over, he left the adorning art where it was considering his time more useful with more important matters than the placement of decoration.... Other than the artwork the halls were empty and devoid of life. Once they were outside the governor’s doors to his office the assistant bid Maynard farewell and left the man alone. He straightened his clothes and proceeded to rap on the door. After a moment an answer from the other side bade him to enter. Maynard pushed the doors open and. She dismounted, and we stripped the horses of their saddle bags, slapped their rumps to get them going down hill, and hurried into the black entrance.The cave's mouth was very narrow and twisting, but it opened within a yard or two to a oval room perhaps ten feet across and four to five feet high. The signs of old fires showed it had long been used and diffused light filtered in from the crooked doorway."Was he dead?" Seanna asked when she got her breath."The Frenchman?" No, Peter." I think. So very much in control. Very much the master.” Her hand had left his knee and begun to climb. Fredric's heart jumped but he stayed perfectly still, listening. His pants had begun to noticeably tent. “Sometimes I dream at night,” Bobbie continued, “that I am the one you control... that you're my master.” She paused to meet his gaze. “That beneath your hands you bend my flesh to your will. I would do anything for you... Master.” Her hand reached his groin and through the fabric of his pants. I felt like a dirty old man, which, I guess I was. I sighed to myself and went back to my detecting. I never found much, just the occasional coin or pop top. Still, I enjoyed it. Since my wife died last year, I had quite a lot of free time. So, this was how I killed some of it. Just then, I heard a loud beeping in my ears. Oh goody, must be another pop top. I bent down and dug around a little. My fingers bumped against something. I dug a little further and discovered a small wooden box, maybe.