She moaned softly, seeing the shadow of a man fall across the window through the half pulled shade. She moved the night clerk's hands up to her breast...s, letting him feel her stiff nipples, dressed now only in three tiny triangles of cloth.The glimmer of a man's eyes outside the glass, a silent audience of one watching her breasts revealed as he scooped her from her top, she leaned back against him, smiling toward the window, toward the person watching. He pulled the bow at the side of her. It was an aquamarine color that had the color draining from her face assoon as she saw it."An elite royal guardian band." Twitty was whispering as she looked at her wrist seeing almosther own bracelet. To her eye they looked exactly the same! That was impossible! The church!They had declared... shaking her head a small smile lit up her face. "It appears that we have beenaround far longer than we thought!"Glenna's mouth was hanging open; this was all forbidden by the church! Only the king. My stomach is upset, and you are constantly talking in my ear."Sarah whimpered slightly..."No complaining slave. I want you to go to the liquor cabinet and pour me a glass of scotch. You may bring it up to our bedroom."She looked questioningly at me. "Our bedroom, Master?" She said timidly.I looked at her. "Yes of course 'our' bedroom, slave. You will be sleeping with me from now on, and as soon as you bring me my drink you will spend your time moving your clothes into the closet in my room .... Helen allowed her eyes to rest on their joined hands for a moment as she drew strength from the bond that the two young people shared. She almost gasped out her shock as her mind brushed against theirs and she felt the depth and power of their love for one another."Ils semblent ensorcelé¹. Their love is a blessing and a curse, their greatest strength and their greatest weakness. Damn!"The three companions sat in silence, Erik and Christine relishing the rich emotions, which swept through them.