And I already know she has a body to die for. I’m not jealous, exactly, but I admire her for her looks and candour. Above all, though, for her easy ...manner. I can’t bring myself to be so flirtatious with my guy, even though he’s cute as hell and his cologne smells out of this world. I’m constantly aware of him, though, and constantly aware that I have surely got the hottest date of anyone here. It brings a quiet smile to my lips every so often, especially when stony-faced Petra and her man. Lydia, did you find her?”“Yes, your Majesty. She and her companion are waiting just outside.”“Very good, bring them in.”Lydia motioned to the guard at the door. The guard opened the door, telling the people outside to follow him. A tall Nord woman entered first. She was wearing her armor with her war paint on her face, her hands flexing for weapons she wasn’t allowed to carry. An older Imperial man followed her in, wearing simple finery. They were led to a position near the middle of the hall,. Then she opened her legs a bit while keeping the dress in place, and the tone went up. When she lifted the one leg to give him a clear view again, the tone went way up once more. When she restored her modesty, it fell.Katy put the book down to think. As far as they could tell, grandpa couldn't understand language. Still, she had to talk to him. Maybe he got something out of tone of voice. "Grandpa!" she said. "Do you really like to see what I think you do?" There was no change in the. " You should read it again," he'd suggested, "with Amanda in mind. Herportrait on a billboard might just serve her right." He'd finished hismartini. "Another round?" he'd asked. "On me."I'd finished my own. "No, thanks; maybe next time." Thanks to Henry, Ihad better things to do than to get soused.Thaddeus is a superb artist, and, when I paid him the $25,000 hisportrait of Amanda had cost him, I told the artist as much. Thaddeushad captured her likeness so perfectly that she looked real..