" She continued, "Now, you will kneel on the cushion,facing the front of the room. You will kneel with your legs together, sittingon your heels, hands...on your knees, back straight, head up, looking straightahead. You will not speak or move unless ordered to do so. You will pay attentionto what I say. Do it now." Along with the rest of the class, Cathy knelt on the smallcushion, in the position ordered, looking straight ahead. The teacher movedabout the class, occasionally correcting someone. ”She smiled. “No, not nothing. I’m sure the others are trying to figure out what we’re doing up here other than talking.”I shook my head. “That was not my intent.”She patted my cheek. “I know. You’re too much of a boy scout for my taste.”I arched my eyebrow at that. “By whose definition?”She smiled and turned to stroll further along the hall. “That is for me to know and you to figure out.”I followed her, not sure where she was going. She stopped in front of a door at the end of the long, curved. Starters was a French paté, not foie gras but still excellent. The main course was cold venison, which had been marinated in wine and herbs, new potatoes and salad. This was followed by a delicious syllabub. In all a superb dinner for a crowd of people which could be served without delay.Eventually people started to dance. Mark led Serena to the floor. It was a quick number so they were happily able to jig about. Mark noted that Victoria was doing the same.Everyone at their table danced with. .half humanand half dragon.She found out about the wind region and how the storms passed and cameyet never hurt the village but merely protected them from harm.They talked and talked...selter offering her drinks of the sweetest wineshe had ever tasted and food that could be described as heaven on earth.He said they were from a creature known as a "Creeper" in awe shelistened to stories about him and how he and yes even she could take ona dragon form to hunt and feel the winds breeze as they.