”“What did you do while the others followed him?” Choran wondered.“I came back here and learned of the man’s past before I went back to the ...ockside,” Celestine said with a shrug. “I entered the room he shared with the woman he claimed to be his child. I found that he had used a switch to beat her severely and ... and I suspected he raped her through the rear before he departed. I found the switch with his belongings and it had a large amount of fresh blood on it. It had not yet turned brown. I was left alone. I told the Chief that I wanted to go to the west. With his help I came here and am now happily lying naked next to you wondering when you will fuck me again.”I laughed and said, “Right now my sweety,” and translated my words into action. When she was going I requested her that if she can then she should also come to me after lunch. She promised to try and left. In the afternoon, she came to me twice for short spells and each time we had a quickie. That night in bed, I said to. "Ah! What I would have given to have seen that! I had no idea that you were friends with Jonathon's mother." A small smile crossed my lips remembering all that Jonathon's family had done for me, and then I remembered all the piddling little things I had done for them. Shaking my head I had to figure out a way to ultimately pay Jonathon back for his many years of friendship, a friendship that at times had been the only one I had. Sighing that is if I lived through Cedric's attacks at the moment. Why had she defied Leda and resorted to subterfuge 20 years ago? Was it outrage at Leda’s perceived arrogance, her ruthless subjugation of the surviving human population? Of course, it was. Youthful idealism had driven her to thwart Leda at all costs, even without a coherent plan. Truthfully, with no plan at all.Yet, what proof existed that Leda was in fact a merciless tyrant? Rebecca had met only a handful of Arcadia residents, including Frieda, and Arma. She’d experienced nothing of Arcadian.