“You don’t have a problem with me being alone in a room with Jen and some naked woman? That’s kind of stretching the trust limits, yeah…?” F...ona’s uncharacteristic smirk deepened. “Oh, I certainly do trust you, but it’s not really necessary. “Greg will no doubt ensure that you keep your hands off his girlfriend.” Oh. Shit. Shit. Oh shitty fucking shit shit. He couldn’t seem to think of anything but profanity, and a limited selection at that. The idea of Jen getting down with some girl was a hot. Jonny jerked his head back with a quizzical expression. "Jesus Christ. The main man. Son of God."Did demons not know anything?Nope, judging by her expression of languid indifference.Jonny shook his head and laughed. "They really keep you guys in the dark down there."He returned to his seat and sat down. Didn't know who Jesus Christ was, maybe she couldn't help him with his questions after all.Jonny struggled on through his book. Now that the initial excitement had worn off, he was getting. Do you know of it?" N-No." I do," I sighed. "Look at me. I have to tell you a secret."Swan arched her spine as if she might grow a fraction taller. Her head remained very still as I spoke, her eyes dulled and diluted by tears."Before the rule of Talis, her father began the Spinward March. That..." I looked at the empty chair " ... was his throne and this place, this gloam of glory, was his butchary. It's said that only Duke Hern's favorite jester could stop the slaughter in this room."I paused,. Maybe it was just time. Whatever it was, I found myself fantasizing almost daily and sometimes even more about things sexual. Raised as a "good girl," I was the kind of person who would never imagine anyone, especially me, having thoughts such as these. I was more than a little confused and concerned. Was I becoming someone I hadn't met before? Was I losing my mind or, if not, perhaps my morals? Was I in some kind of long-delayed rebellion? Or was I becoming someone I was honestly supposed to.