Some time later I heard two sets of soft footsteps approaching and two voicesin conversation. I recognized them as that of my Mistress and Her alter e...o,the First Class slave - what was Her name? - ah yes; Sonia. Both equally talland elegant, Sonia lacked that special something which allowed her Mistressto dominate with a glance. But I'd seen even less of Sonia than of her Mistressover the last two years. The sound of their footsteps and voices rose and fellas they walked; evidently they were. Follow me,” I led Gendry out to an alley where I could move him out of King’s Landing.I clicked thrice as usual and brought Gendry with me ... and my ladies, inside Storm’s End. The guards there, such as there were, proved to be a little bored and disenchanted, of course. The news about Renly’s death, followed by Stannis’s more recently, as well as the Lannisters all imposing their will on the various great houses of Westeros, had a real dampening effect on morale.“Guards, look at me ... this. It wasn’t doing much to lighten her already sour mood. They had been patrolling until sunset, and there had been no sign of Human resistance. The streets were empty, and the defenders were long gone. The Unggoy were pleased, but the Kig-yar were becoming even more restless than she was. They were bloodthirsty creatures, spoiling for the hunt, eager to sink their claws into whatever hapless native might cross their path.She had been able to link up with a couple of other patrols, it seemed that. That left Kelli and I alone with the two jet skis.Between the whine of the engine and the sound of the jet skis hitting the water as they went skipping side-by-side across the water like synchronized well thrown stones, there wasn't much opportunity for conversation. The Kawasaki models we had were '3 passenger' Ultra SLX's. Their four stroke engines were a lot kinder on the ears than the two stroke single passenger models, but still too noisy for talking while riding.We road north and east,.