" He continued. "You are the ones that kill the enemy. The first line angers them, taunts them, draws them in. The second line tires them, harasses th...m, wounds them. All this time they are fighting ... fighting. And you remain fresh, ready to battle. The second line of men retire and you step in. Our best. You are the ones that kill them. Hook, slash and thrust."Roja's sword flashed in the light. "You look for one opening, and you stab into it. One wound can kill, break an arm, hamstring your. I told her 'Nothing doing.' After all, we hadn't any agreement on a relationship, nor had we discussed going together, or any of that.I think my reaction knocked her back a bit, because she simmered for a while, then one evening we began talking about things. She actually apologized for trying to nail me to the wall. And so, we went on going out, usually ending up in her bed or mine, having a good time. I wasn't sure how long it was going to last, but I couldn't argue with the way it was. It wasn’t that she enjoyed it, but she refused to marry any of those men. As much as she loved her father, his greatest happiness would be her greatest misery. Thankfully Shelly, entered the drawing room with a small curtsy. ‘Breakfast is served.’ — Arabella tried not to pick at her food, but it was impossible. She’d lost her desire for food, while her father and Mr. Ezra Black retained their healthy appetites, conversation included. ‘Arabella, I have some things to attend to. Would you be so. "Father knelt at Nick's feet and bowed."No, father. You owe me nothing,"He reached down and grabbed Father by the hand.Father rose and said, "If I had known. I would not have tested you. I didn't know until you spoke. I still go to visit his grave. I send his wife a little money or something special I find." You are the one that puts the white flowers on his grave." Yes. They are a special white rose. It is for his brotherhood that I do this."Father bowed deeply with respect to Nick.Father.