He knows to stand still. Docile and trained never tochallenge the maid's strength or resolve, he's been across her knees waytoo often to offer resista...nce..."Yes, lets' just see what the girls say," she whispers in his ear amusedby his growing terror at the withering humiliation he's about to receive.He hears the gasps and looks up just in time to see the half-unbelievingconfusion on several pretty faces as they try to size up the situation. Adistraught Purnell doesn't wait for the giggles to. Caleb.” What a horrible girl, not even looking at her work colleague, I didn’t want him to waste his time on her. She wore too much make-up on anyway, and then I noticed the note had a small picture attached to it. I realised Caleb wasn’t someone who worked with the travel tart; this was someone from years ago. The picture was at least early 1900’s, he was a forces man, dark manly looking but his eyes were blue. It was like the blue had been added later. But they didn’t do that then. He was. Suddenly my world splits in half. A bright flash obscures my vision, and when I can finally see again, I find I am on my knees, with a spear that is covered with blood is protruding from my own chest.A man is pacing around me, sword drawn. He walks with an exaggerated limp. I wonder if I did that to him. He looked at me and spits on my face."Spartan bastard. Our people have never wronged you, yet your greed for slaughter drives you to war with an allied empire. You have won this battle, and the. It's sure to cause quite a stir but that's not necessarily a bad thing; especially since the published pictures don't show any of our faces." True. I just hoped that the military would have a chance to react first before it became public," Vyagar replied.The two had already decided to make first contact with the existing governments of earth after the "magic" angle had been given some creditability."Don't worry about it too much Vyagar; but if you'd like to do some damage control, why not watch.