From time to time she would change his pillow with a fresh one because of all the sweat that soaked it from his fever. And that fever had yet to break... It was a good thing Aric was there during that battle that could have cost the Prince his life.What amazed her still was how humble Aric was after the battle.Aric still told her and everyone else that at most there was one, possibly two, thousand men on the field, but the men with them insisted on calling it the battle of 10,000 where Aric stood. She figured that after she got herself done it would be easy to get her boyfriend to drop in to the local chemist to be castrated. She might even ask if she could do the procedure herself, or at least watch. But first she had to seek the support of her boss.Marcia thought this would be easy after her boss’ previous comments, but was greeted with a very lukewarm response. Getting over her initial surprise, Marcia decided that the beautiful and clever Negress she worked for was testing her. . It was like time stood still and a spark flickered in his eyes. She quickly looked away and pulled herself free from his arms.She looked around at how peaceful it was. While the snow was coming down heavy, everything seemed still.“Always drunk when I need her,” she mumbled.“I beg your pardon?” he asked.She let a laugh and said, “My guardian angel, she seems to be in a drunken stupor for the last year.”He laughed and said, “I think I’m on my second, so no judgment here.”She looked up at him,. "Yes, me," I replied. "Good to see you again. How's the arm?" Like you really care." Oh, I do. I hate it when people have accidents."The class roared with laughter and Abover stormed out. Stevens looked at the door in confusion."Please proceed, Miss Stevens," I said sweetly.She shuffled through her papers, probably trying to see how she could reorganize her lesson on the fly, then looked up and asked if anyone in the class would volunteer. Everyone sat on their hands and looked everywhere but.