"A man's right hand must be free to carry his sword, to control his horse, to win a fight, thus a woman is bound to him on his left side, the side clo...est to his heart is where she must be kept. A woman's right hand is just as important, to sew a wound or tend a child, to feed a baby and continue the growth of a kingdom." Thus I have bound the two of you. If it weren't for the upcoming battle, you would stay this way through the night and into the morning. Instead, we shall leave you like this. "Father Stephen was sitting in one of Diana's more comfortable chairs - a chair much favoured by the absent and already deeply missed Fortescue. He was looking at the paper with a magnifying glass. He wondered how this document had come to be reposing in Diana's attic. He tried vainly to recall the names of all the fellow conspirators. Maybe hthe brain might begin to function after another glass of her excellent old Cognac? Diana must be psychic! The glass was refilled without his needing to. Was she teasing?Their financial books were a mess. Which I found out after spending about five minutes with their accountant that afternoon. I chided my sister."Why do you think we're hiring you?" she asked. I had no answer to that.So, by the end of that day, I'd agreed to become CFO of Succorious Inc. as of Monday, May 11th, 2009, four days after my final exam. I was so excited by the prospect that I didn't even spend any time negotiating salary and perks. What the hell, I owned a quarter of. Just as she found one her PlayStation alerted her that she had a private message from her dad. Making sure she wasn't going to get killed any time soon she quickly pulled up the message. Hey sweetie leave this squad and join me on a private one. I want to be alone with my girl! She hurried and left the squad she was in and hopped into the new one with her dad. “There is my girl.” Her dad's voice popped into her ear as she re-entered the map. “I like not having to censor myself when chatting.