She was sure she had indeed learned an important lesson or two however. First, that she was entirely unwanted, unwelcome and unloved, and that she sho...ld find herself some powerful alternate protectors as soon as possible, friendly nobles that could get her back safely home to her father. Her facial scars and the quest be damned!Secondly, as she brooded in yet another sleepless night, she decided that under no circumstances would she ever try this sort of revenge again upon the arms-mistress. . !" Charles cried out vehemently. "Leave me alone!"At that Charles turned and ran. He ran down the hallway and then down the flight of stairs that led to the main floor. He didn't stop there. Panic filled him and a great deal of fear. His mind was racing and all he could think of was getting away from his father. He kept running.Charles ran through the kitchen and out the backdoor. He needed to find help. There had to be someone out there who could help him. But who?He stopped for one second. " I suppose I have. So all that rationalisation was a load of self-deceptive rubbish."Serena smiled at her. "That's one way of putting it," she said. "I think I may have hit it right the first time: frightened of not being good enough." But why should I think that? I've made him come. He's made me come, sometimes almost by just looking at me, so where's the problem?" You tell me. Were you worried he might be too big for you and not be able to put it in and be disappointed or angry?" Oh God!". Tomorrow was a school holiday so there was no school. Bob would spend the off day going back over his reading assignments to make sure he understood the reasoning behind the court's decisions. Tonight it would be nice to put the schoolwork aside go to have an adult beverage.He drove over to the local watering hole that his friends frequented. He wondered who might be there on a weekday since the next day was a workday for most people. Law School was tougher than work he thought, but the rewards.