After their entrance I quietly close the doorthen mince back towards my place, my heels click-clacking on the woodenfloor."Wait maid," Mistress Thorne...says and I halt in my tracks, "Get me ablack coffee, a latte for my guest, and just water for your dog?" Yes that is acceptable," the woman says, and that voice is familiar,"Good to see you remember me Miss Thorne." How could I not Miss Quinn? A client of your importance and reputationcertainly sticks in the mind. However I note that this is not. They hugged and parted to allow Rowena to enter into the gates of the Sheriff’s domain to gain intelligence about his strength and likely plans invade her space in the forest.Rowena sat on a barrel just outside the Sheriff’s jail.She had seen several of the folk under the protection of Robin Hood incarcerated with little hope and filled with overwhelming despair. A couple of them recognized her and a flash of spirit returned to their faces. Of course, they realized that there was not much she. Jonathan leads me down a hallway, with Aaron close on our heels. We get to the end of the hallway. There’s a door with a keypad lock on it. Jonathan swiftly punches in the code and opens the door. We make our way down the stairs and I take it all in. There are people dancing, lights flashing, and the smell of alcohol fills the room. Aaron starts towards the bar, and we follow. Aaron orders “on the house” drinks. I take a small sip of mine and my nose curls at the taste. “Oh my god,” Aaron. ”“What about the son, Daniel?”“He’ll keep you company, nothing more than that. Be polite but keep your guard up.”“But what if he wants me to ... you know.”“Sweetie, you’re my daughter, and there isn’t a single man in the world you can’t handle. If Daniel doesn’t behave, do whatever you need to make him stop. Just don’t hurt him too much.”After the parents retired upstairs, Stephanie and Daniel returned to the library. They sat across from each other at the empty fireplace. She refused or.