When the bombshell of her sister's sudden illness had exploded she had been forced almost immediately to come all the way up here to the edge of the c...vilised world to look after this old fool of a mother, whom she had never much liked, anyway.Come to think of it, Amelia Parradine had never much liked any of her family. They had all of them, without exception jeered at her for her bookishness from as far back as she could remember. Her sister had played tennis and swum for her country, her. Her eyes flashed with passion and excitement. She looked into his eyes.'I'll do more than just make it up to you. You just wait and see.'She turned and headed for the door. Then paused. She seemed to think for a moment then turned back to Thomas.'I made you a promise too.'Thomas looked confused.'I promised never to remove my knickers for another man, or allow another man to remove them.'Thomas smiled in memory. It seemed so long ago now, so pointless. It contradicted his promise. Suzanne stood. She needed to be alone, and haste ruled her steps. Her rooms were too remote; by the time she reached them and achieved her goal, she’d be dangerously late for her next task. A more immediate solution was required.There’s an alcove near the King’s antechamber. And a recess within that alcove.Some speculated that it was a mistake, a “what do we do with this extra space?” error by Meduseld’s long-forgotten builders that was never after mended. Others joked that it was more likely left in place. “Damn, Zoe said you were kinky, but I had no idea –” the rest of her words were muffled as Alex tied the bandanna over her mouth, using it as a gag. “Now, you’re going in that closet whether you like it or not, and you’re going to wait there, and watch and listen to whatever depraved things we do, and you’re not going to say a word about it to Zoe. Is that clear?” Maybe he had gone overboard a bit, but she nodded in submission. Then, relenting, he continued. “If you’re good, then I’ll finish.