As Mike laughed at the spot on impression, she continued, “as far as my name is concerned, I don’t have one yet. The privilege of naming me is yo...rs alone.”“Wow, ok. Let me think…”Mike had never named anything before, except a goldfish while he was in kindergarten. He ran through a few names in his head. Let’s see… Sarah? Nah, too boring. Hope? Nice name, but… she doesn’t really look like a Hope. As he continued trying to think of the perfect name, the microwave signaled that the pizza. "How are you feeling? You got an awful lump on your head when you bonked out on the roots, mate. Want some water?"Blake drank the water gratefully, wondering only briefly about the hygiene. As he drained the last drop of water, he saw the Aussie looking at him, as if evaluating him. Blake gave the glass back and looked around the room. Local men, dark-skinned, clothed only around the torso, thronged at the door. Inside, beside his unconscious family, on either side of them, fanning them with a. The priestesses of Keirgonna looked anxious, but the Archmage and the warrior were obviously pleased. Bahria hadn't changed her stoic expression and the Warlord was still focused somewhere far away. Roban and Athea were the first of their group to sit down again and Iane followed them before the rest took their seats as well. After the servants had carried away the remains of their meal it was Patessa who started to talk."The Emperor will personally talk to you through the Warlord," she. Davis kept a straight, stern face. "Did it work? Was that punishment effective?"Jared nodded."What did she use?" A h-hairbrush, ma'am...." Did she put you over her knee?" S-sometimes..." Did she pull down your pants?" Another burst of laughter from the ladies. "Did she spank you on your bare bottom, Jared?"His mouth was dry, his mind racing. How did this happen? How did he get himself into this situation? Then he replayed the moments right after she had cut him off, his emotional outburst, .