What are you? they whispered as we stared across the expanse of the cafeteria.Lost. My mind replied, echoing like in a cavern. There was no curiosity,...no thought process, just and instinctive reply to the question.Do you fear?Yes.Will it stop you?The scene faded quickly as I gasped awake, sitting up and breathing fast, my heart rate thumping loudly in the darkness. I turned on the small light on my desk and tried to slow my body down. Something woke me up.I sat there for what felt like hours. There's two street lights between here and there. I don’t usually pay attention to it, I just put headphones in and make it in five minutes tops. But that night I was exhausted, and leaving so late clackstons hardware was only visible by the neon letters. The parking lot was pitch black. Since Im so used to the walk I never even noticed this until it was to late. I had my headphones on before I left the hotel, so maybe if I hadn't I might have heard him walking up to me. I might have been able. I nodded at him. “No further discussion. You have your orders.” I pivoted and returned to my breakfast.The rest of the day was spent with assorted matters of court that I found rather boring. Serana paid more attention than I did, since some of them had to do with the day to day operations of the city. We were just about done when Aela returned to the city. She wasn’t alone.She looked a bit tired, but also triumphant. “Your Majesty, I ran into Farkas on his way here to report to you. Your. . My verdict for you is to invite her over for a nice naughty weekendSeems a sexy idea to me! As her direct superior I enjoy lots of influence over the terribly tasty teenOnly need to bluff a bit blackmailing her! Tell her tomorrow you recorded her orgasm on your i-phone!Really if she wants to keep her position as your assistant, she shall accept your weekend invitation!Pretty plan, Professor Peter! Now let me tell you how hot she looks with her charming chestnut hairExtremely attractive are.