The sensual creature that gave me a saucy smile in the mirror also gave me a sense of power. The messy but classy hairdo and the high heels perfected ...he image. With one last application of lip-gloss I was as ready as I was ever going to be, in more ways than one. A short time later the doorbell rang and with quick, bouncing steps I speeded to the door. I opened the door to a picture of manly perfection. Dressed in everyday, office clothes he had looked pretty amazing, dressed in jeans he had. " That I do know madam, as I last saw him some few weeks ago and he spoke fondly about you." Oh My Lord you are welcome and I will leave myself free so that we can discuss our common acquaintance."The following morning I arrived and presented my card to Lord Archer. He was a funny little man of short stature and well over weight. It was hard for me to envisage him being the father of such a gorgeous young lady such as Anne-Marie. He was sweating profusely and obviously very nervous at meeting. I’m going to ask my security guy, Lucas, to put a 24/7 bodyguard on you back in the States, at least till things die down.”Just then Christie’s phone rang and she jumped since she was holding the device. She answered and gave a few one-word answers, and then suggested that the person call back in three days when she’d be back in the United States.“Who was that?”Christie rolled her eyes, “That was the Tampa Times. They’ve picked up the story and want to do a feature article on the college. " Scott said."What is this Scott? What are you at?" King Fergus is dead my Lord, he explained the succession would pass to you through your mother's line, through Malcolm and through him, Boanta." All know of this Scott, but why this mummery now?" No mummery my Lord. King Fergus is dead. You are now the King of Dalriada."Gabrain gulped as the reality hit home that Scott was not fooling.Scott recognised that Gabrain would not be able to go campaigning in the near future. Fergus would need to be.