But the story part wasn't bad--they act like real people, even go to some ditsy opera, and all her worrying is even kind of funny. And I find it turns...me on good this time. I even found myself thinking of my best friend's husband, who is a hunk.If hubby was reading this kind of stuff, I thought, then how come I'm getting eight hours sleep nearly every night?So that night after supper I asked him that very question."Well," he said, "I try to save it up for Saturday nights. We both need to be. "Here you are, safe and relatively sound," he said."You might as well accompany me," Jorgarn replied. "If she insists upon severing my arm, I'll need backup. Besides, if she has to dig and probe like the last time, you might have to carry me back to my chamber."Pernice and Jorgarn entered the doorway and found the smiling young woman who had helped Denae tend to the injuries on his back."Ah, Sir Jorgarn," she said brightly. "I am Alite. I'm afraid you are stuck with me today."Stuck was not. "Er Amber baby, why's the Dumpster got that stuff all over her ugly mug?" asks Dean."It's part of her plan to win the Prettiest Girl," I smirk. "New look ... Ravioli Face."Cynthia remembers that she looks a mess and asks if she can go to the bathroom. I say yes, sure, but only to have a pee (if she needs one ... and she says she does) and to change into her Prettiest Girl outfit. I forbid her to clean up her face.We have a number of "PG" outfits for these occasions, all of them extremely sexy –. Kal-angarr moved the covering to reveal the sword that Ameni had taken from her childhood home.The blade radiated in the evening light. The hilt was polished and the runes were faint along the blade winding their way along its length. Kal-angarr spoke in a lower voice now. "Ameni brought this sword to me to try and find the meaning of the runes. I went through the ancient manuscripts that are in the tower. A very ancient volume of Elven lore revealed that this is the sword of Gwrtheyrn, the.