"She turned off the music. "Yeah...I guess we do."She scooted over and I sat down next to her on the bed. I was in her bed. I felt filthy. I should ha...e thought to get a shirt!"I know we were both half asleep and it was just an accident but what happened was wrong-" Don't say that." She frowned."Yes, B-H-honey. It was wrong. We-" No, Daddy!"She threw her arms around me and looked up at me with big tear filled eyes. I felt trapped. Whatever had happened she was my daughter and I couldn't very. ..horrible." She shuddered. Phillip was about to say something more, but there came a bump and a crash from just outside. "You see!" said Penelope. Phillip went to the doors and unfastened them. Penelope backed away. "Phillip, don't go out there. You didn't see him, he was —" Wait here," said Phillip. The night air was limp and humid. Across the way, in the slave quarters, there was a terrible commotion, the sound of voices yelling, almost shrieking, and underneath it all the constant sound of. Kamilla was right, we had to bring Karla back by concentrating on the simple things. If the weather held up, Alfred should take her on walks through the fields and forests in the mornings. Let her decide when to talk and when to remain silent. For the afternoon healing sessions, Elise could join them if necessary, I would have to provide my own entertainment.As so often before, Alfred was ahead of me. When I turned into the narrow lane leading to our hostelry, I saw him, off in the distance,. She reached down, picked up the damn Invictus bastard, and shoved him back against the fridge again.“You? I’ve never done anything to you Beatrice.”“Liar! That’s why you agreed to go out on a date with me, isn’t it?” She punched him hard enough to hear something crack. “Like a classy, sophisticated, self-righteous Ventrue would ever date a shark-mouth! You saw an opportunity! What Carthian secrets did you take from my mind then, hmm?” The second punch made a dent into his old, undead bones..