They had finished with the battle site, having buried the bodies and transported the surviving wounded to Rouen for continued treatment. Rand had left...shortly after receiving his new orders from my messenger to begin the systematic pillaging of the captured area we intended to return to King Philip.“I’d hate to be only half finished with the looting when we have to return the area,” he commented to the messenger I sent.I sent word to the barracks to have French-speaking messengers ready to. The third and far more serious matter was that Thomas was not who heappeared to be at all. He was not Craigs son. He was not Thomas. Thisman was av ery powerful prince, soon to become the princess. The secondThomas told her his true name, she knew. His family was extremelypowerful, and so was he. He led a nations military forces during theircivil war. He commanded the respect and obedience of of their people. Heproved his strength and will. For the Duke to think he had a snowballschance in hell. She placed her palms on my neck and kissed me. "You're the only mom I got, I can't judge you, but still, you have a daughter; just remember that next time," she made clear, before going back to Darcie's nipple.I did the same and took Chloe's hand in mine yet again. I held it as tightly as I could and surely gave her the intimacy she desired. I loved her like no one else, and her doing this with me was beyond wonderful.She understood me and didn't judge me for my actions, but of course, everyone. "Oh, you mean these are the camera?" he said, squeezing her breasts. "I thought they were your tits." Okay, Brit, Crystal, Jeff's getting horny. Maybe we ought to give you two a rest and let him and I pose for a bit. Last time we were just getting going when Crystal and Rachael interrupted us, so we didn't get very far." Do we have to?" Crystal whined."Maybe we can do some more with you two later." Fine," Crystal said, though not enthusiastically. The two girls got up off the couch, Brit.