Lord Benaldin helped himself to several glasses of wine and Dev contented himself with some excellent ale.After the meal, they retired to the library,...and Dev built the fire back up in the fireplace."You really need to get something into these bookshelves Devlin. This room looks bare without anything in and on the shelves," Lord Benaldin commented on the obvious."I know. It is going to take a bit of time to get the books I want. Don't worry, if you ever come back, it will probably be full. They already respected the newcomer, who obviously had a lot of spirit, and guessed that Olga would have her hands full if she wanted to stay at the top of the heap."I'll let you wait till you're ready." said Olga. "Then I'll be happy to oblige and knock you out good and proper. Better get some sleep if you can. Two of the others will try to keep you warm without hurting that back. Sleep well. You've a long hard day ahead in the morning."Alexia, the very young woman who had first greeted her,. And what about him? She could hardly bear to think about him. When she did she would cringe inwardly, overwhelmed with conflicting feelings: anger that he had forced her to do and say such awful, humiliating things, driving her to tears; shame that she had done them—she had had a choice, after all, and could have turned herself in, which would have been the right thing to do—what a good girl would have done. And this brought her to a deeper feeling of shame, one that told her that maybe she. "So tell me how he did it?" An excited voice asked."What?" Jeees Allison don't drag this out. Did he get down on one knee, was it at his place? Come on girl ... give." Kris I have no idea what you're babbling about". She said somewhat impatiently.There was silence."Oh shit." Was all she heard in response."What?" Never mind ... just forget I called." Kris ... what are you talking about? Who gets down on one knee?"Then it struck her and her heart skipped a beat. Kris had to be talking about Jake..