I'm a guardsman on my way to Aithen, also looking for work."The barmaid arrived with dinner and ale for Reg, and refilled Aaron's wine glass."Guardsma...n, you say?" Reg looked intently at Aaron. "I would have guessed otherwise, and I'm a pretty good judge. You don't have the look of a guardsman. I'm a Harper, you probably noticed Belle, my harp." You named your harp?" Aaron laughed. "I don't know many bards, but I've never heard of one naming their instrument." Well, it was a gift from my lady,". She was ready to listen to anything. I explained that I grew up as a boyand now that I was wearing the dress, I wanted to experience some of thethings that I missed out on not growing up as a girl. The first thing Iasked was that I might select some sheets on the bed that would be alittle more appropriate for this peculiar relationship. She told me thatI was woman and women make those kinds of decisions. Buy whatever Iwanted. She couldn't care less if the sheets where pink or sexy red andblack.. I take a deep breath and close my eyes before saying, ‘Evelyn, I would like you to leave.’ After a few moments of silence, I look up. Her smile fades but she doesn’t seem surprised. She uncrosses her legs and folds her arms around her waist. ‘May I ask why?’ I knew she would ask, but I still hate having to explain how she ruined everything. ‘I don’t like being lied to. I think I told you that our first night together.’ Her eyebrows furrow. ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about.’ I sigh. Now. She was also a doctor, a psychologist. She was beautiful and smart. Scary smart. Scary, scary smart. Like Iris.Truth be told, he'd gone up on that mountain behind Refuge in a gillie suit to protect the boss lady, not the boss. He'd volunteered for this mission for the boss lady, not the boss. He'd been hired to protect her, and protect her he would. He'd do whatever it took to keep her safe.Winston had not expected to like Dr. Loni Masterson, but he did. He more than liked her; he loved her. He.