“No sir.”“There there my dear, take a seat, don’t worry. Its a little tradition of the Underground, Keepers feed pets a cum breakfast as a wa... to start the day off properly, they girls all say the first cum of the day is always the sweetest.”“It was very sweet sir.”“Although I didn’t think Ona would…” He paused in though for a moment. “Hmm, seems you’re quite popular Riley.”“Because of Ona and El right Sir.”“Smart girl. Sophia.” The master called one of the maid servants to the table. She was. Now, back on topic, my mind in those cruelly long weeks without even a hint of seeing her was a mixture of stunned stupor, a constant replaying of the events of that night and a near desperate desire to see her again if only to confirm that our encounter wasn't some phantom of my imagination or alcohol induced. Also, in between those thoughts and emotions, there was of course the ever so horny young man inside of me (to that point in a moment). Despite what my mind may have wanted to prove. This I already knew. Rhiannon touched my arm as we talked and, for once, I didn't get drunk with the other warriors. Thus and thus, it was, I fell in love.Beltane"Will you dance with me? I hear the harps and cymbals."I rose and crossed the trodden grass and stepped with her round the Beltane staff. The fire blazed bright and fierce, dancing in her eyes, green as a cat's. The night was soft and mild for the wind had died with the setting sun. We drew apart a space into the druid's wood. I cast. She had pulled a dark cowl over her platinum hair and had tucked its long corners around the lower half of her face. Every inch of her pale white skin that she could cover, she had covered. The only things that set her apart from the shadows right now were her glowing green eyes. She couldn’t help that. She had to keep watch, couldn’t afford to lay back and close her eyes. The din of pursuit was passing. She waited a few moments longer before slipping out of the shadows and scanning the shore.