’ Charles entered and she shut the door. Before he could speak, Kathleen said, ‘I saw you kissing Catherine. I understand. She is a beautiful woma... and you were planned for each other. You and I, it would never work. Your family would never allow it. So leave now. I don’t want to cause a scandal.’ ‘I don’t care about any scandal.’ ‘But I do,’ Kathleen retorted. ‘It would ruin any chance of happiness for us, even for Catherine, your family.’ Charles turned and began to pace. Kathleen sat on the. As if a switch was thrown, a light seemed to go on in their eyes and they immediately sobered, looking stunned. They grabbed each other's hand and quickly knelt in front of Julie, their eyes downcast in reverence."Sor Nasa," they whispered together.That didn't take a translator for all of us to understand.My Lady."Stop that!" Julie murmured in frustration and quickly pulled them to their feet. A flurry of words ensued from Julie. It seemed to be Tarqan, yet ... not exactly. It was perfectly. ?she would be a waste of unpaid effort? he thought to himself as he cleared his throat and repeated ?which room??, his height hid his former military training and his continuation of daily physical exercise. ?NNNN..Number..fh..4? she squeaked as she tried to grow smaller inside the camouflage uniform of this country. Without thanking the young flustered clerk, he turned and began walking down the concrete hallway, trying to ignore the copper taste of recycled air. Stopping momentary in front. I paused a moment before exhaling slowly, the white cloud that flowed over my lips disappearing into the hungry wind before I had a chance to breathe. “Isn't it a little cold to be sitting out here alone? With no jacket?” asked a male voice behind me. I hadn't heard the heavy glass door opening. I turned my head, recognizing him as the tenant of the apartment down the hall from my bachelor suite. He wasn't too bad looking. One of the first things I had noticed about him was his thick hair,.