"Dear," she said to her husband, "I think one of the... uh, family... is missing."Lou MacCauley snapped his fingers. "Of course! Sorry, kids," he said... and raising his voice he called, "Jason! Come here, boy! Come here!"A moment later the German Shepherd came trotting into the living room from some other part of the house. He first came over to MacCauley, who gave him a quick pat, and then moved directly to Debby, nuzzling the back of his neck against her legs. He seemed to be more interested. His body looked like one of the statues in the galleries, all sculpted muscles, hard bulges from head to toe, he resembled an animal more than a human, something built to fight, to conquer to lead. Nicholas’s gaze was drawn between the man’s legs, the appendage that swung there was, from Nicolas’ limited knowledge, overtly large. He blushed as Hagen moved up to him and noticed where his eyes had fallen. ‘No need to blush Nicolas, we feel the human body is a glorious thing to be admired and. I, too, was shocked when I heard what had happened. I do understand the guild's reasoning at the time, but that time has gone by," the duke told Berandal in a sad voice."I told my son that I would support whatever choice he made, your grace. He is young and has the idealism of youth. A few more years of life will see him grow in his understanding that all is not simply black and white. I fear we are treading here, into shades of gray. Those can be hard to discern on occasion," Berandal said. From someone safe and familiar." You two have talked about this?" I asked. "Well, she knows we have an approval-only open relationship. I've told her about a few of our experiences." You did?" Yes, over a few bottles of wine last winter," she giggled. They did drink a lot of wine together."Are you sure about this?" I asked, "I don't want to disrupt the friendship we have with her." I'm sure...she's sure...she thinks your one of the most handsome men she's ever known, by the way."I actually.