"This man fulfilled exemplary service for the President of the United States. He is a retired U.S. Secret Service agent, and my personal friend. I'm p...epared to spend a lot of money in this establishment over the next day or so ... considerable amounts, in fact ... but only if my friend and companion, Mr. Charlie Pride, dines with us. I'm sure that our family's business would outweigh any negative patronage during our visits."The owner looked at the determined faces of the large crowd. There. My man, no less, connected to me by the sharing of blood.“Greetings, Lord Waters, Ser Jeffary. I regret the necessity of stealing a Gold Cloak, but think of it as an exchange of cloaks. The Gold for the White. Ser Jeffary, I ask that you take the same oath of fealty to me that I once took to a different King. Though admittedly, I hope for a very different level of fulfillment of said oath. Then again, I have no plans to burn anyone with wildfire. I already have a rebellion on my hands. I don’t. Did you sleep well?’ Evelyn asked.“Uh huh,” I replied. “You?”“Hmmmmm ... yes!” She said, lifting her arms and stretching out, her breasts looking magnificent as she did. “This is a wonderfully comfy bed, boy. Or maybe it’s the company that gives me such a wonderful sleep!” She giggled.Girl came back in, juggling three mugs of steaming coffee. Tons of sugar and cream for mistress, cream for girl and black for me. “Good morning, mistress, did you sleep well?”“Wonderfully, thank you girl. You?”“I. Kate did not see why they were down here, she had been before, what secret could they have? Then Emily pushed against a spot on the wall and secret door opened. Kate followed her in and choked when the lights were turned on. It looked as though it was a cross between medieval dungeon and a gym. Where bright lights, a stereo system, and mirrors on the walls. The equipment was clearly for torture, whips and chains filled her eyes. She was terrified and looked at Emily. “This is not for your.