They breathed slowly but made no other sound. Their souls were far away, imbuing statues of soldiers for this horrid Prince Meinard.“Gods, this is m...nstrous,” Sven said, shaking his head as we moved closer and closer to the center.“I can’t believe Duke Gallchobhar would do this,” I said, a fury rising. “I didn’t even think he could sink so low. If Queen Sidhe discovers this...” My wings fluttered. Hope surged through me. Would this restore my name and my family’s land usurped by that. We parted and she said, ‘You’re early, I haven’t even showered yet.’ I smiled and said, ‘Great, I will wash your back.’ She ran her hands through my hair and laughed, ‘Your hair is still a little damp, you showered at the store. So then, I guess I will have to find a way to get you all sweaty.’ ‘We will have to find a way to get us both sweaty,’ I laughed as I scooped her up in my arms and carried her into the bedroom. She started to take off my shirt as I carried her and when I stood her on. " "Was your back to him?" "Yes, I kept on doing my things." "And your entire back was exposed for his pleasure?" "Yes, that apron was just a light cotton thing, with strings around my waist and a panel covering my breasts." "Then he must have caught glimpses as you moved," I ventured, my own excitement rising. She blushed. "Yes, I realized later that whenever I leaned forward over the kitchen counter the apron panel would fall forward and he would have had a clear view of almost my entire. She could think of many possible reasons, but he hadn't told her which it was. She knew that it could be used either for or against her and was hesitant to open up enough to give him that power at all. Drawing her hands back from the keyboard, she reached instead for the television remote. Turning the channel, she flipped through until finding something worth listening to. With a low groan, she returned her gaze to the computer screen that seemed to be staring back at her. What does he want.