"I can not believe you are allowing this?" Aelulip demanded.Hwia glowered at her. "I intend to allow a lot more as well." Hwia spoke. "I ask the heads...of our Drow families if they wish to hear what our Queen has to say." She turned and looked at the men and women. "What say you?" We are the Elders!" Aelulip shouted. "We make the laws!" I wish to hear what the Queen has to say." Thonsya spoke."As do I," Emyon echoed."Aye," A man spoke.It was quick and almost unanimous as sixteen of the Matrons. Thyme. Rosemary. Sage. Cloves. Salt. Had it said cayenne pepper? Ah, and the knife. She chose a small paring knife from the block. She scooped her materials into a small glass bowl and snuck past Steven's office on the way back upstairs. She could hear him talking on the phone about the latest work crisis. Even the sound of his low muffled voice was turning her on. She wanted so desperately to hear the rumble in the back of his throat as she rode him, wanted to hear him groan with pleasure as. That’s how special they were. It was an ugly divorce and she took half my shit. I still had my job and the house but I was struggling financially for a couple of years after. I was fucked up. I started to drink heavily and I was constantly getting black out drunk each weekend. I would hit the bar with some colleagues after work each day and usually it ended up with someone having to drive my ass home. Somehow someway, I was able to hold my job. But things got bad when I started showing up. There’s an official event, with the local council, newspaper, and I really have to be there. So, we will have to keep our discussion of that Nostradamus Newsletter until next week.”“Not a problem, Alexa, sounds like that official opening is pretty important,” I said. “That will give me time to do some more reading, more research into what is in that newsletter. I had a quick read of it over the weekend, and it seems really interesting, I will see if I can get a subscription for myself.”We.