He does ask that we not speak to anyone about what’s occurred, especially people in the city who may be of noble blood.”I paused at that last bit,...but Katriana was on her way over. “Yes, you heard that right,” she said, longsword resting on one shoulder, “Lord Paramount Harlemaine wants all the credit for being the god-killing dragonslayer, probably because nobody wants to overthrow a hero, or at least nobody wants to be the one who overthrows a hero.”My gut instinct was to be angry for having. .....I never get this kind of attention", she said.Now I had a little worry about attachment from her. I don't have a clue what kind of attention Brad gives her even when she wasn't pregnant but I couldn't help it, she has a terrific body and her pregnancy didn't diminish a thing."You mean you don't get this lately", I asked."NO, I mean I have NEVER gotten this", she said."WHAT, I can't believe that", I said."I'm telling you the truth", she said.I laid there thinking what the fuck is wrong with. ‘It is nine thirty, and you have a long day in the city tomorrow. I suggest you drink this and retire for the evening.’ I stood up, rubbed my eyes and took the drink. ‘Thank you, Maurice, thank you. I appreciate your kindness in every way.’ Her eyebrow rose and a slight smile graced her lips. ‘Indeed sir, you are most welcome.’ ‘I saw something last night that amazed me, and wondered about its significance.’ ‘Yes? Tell me.’ ‘I went to the barn last night, and. . .’ ‘Ah, yes, say no more,. ” I was mad. I could feel the heat in my face as I continued. “I’m not a charity case, I’ve been mourning my fucking wife. Besides, what’s in it for you? If I fucked her, you’d have to think about that for the rest of your life. It would ruin your marriage for Christ's sake! Who’s freaking idea is this? Yours? Hers?” I was more than curious about that last piece.“Whoa, buddy….” He was obviously taken aback by my tone. This was obviously not going the way Grant had planned it. “We are.