” Sigrid reprimanded.“Not much left to tell actually.” Hadvar admitted. “The dragon just sort of swooped in and wrecked the whole place. We ba...rely made it out alive.”“What about General Tulius?” Alvor asked.“I’m sure he made it, it’ll take more than a dragon to stop the general.”“Well that is a problem…”“Uncle, I hate to burden you, but we were wondering if we could take shelter here for a few days before I head back up to Solitude to join up with the Imperial Legion.”“Of course, you two can. These four guys were my friends, we used to play D&D together. My life had just become too busy since the attack, though, for us to get together anymore.What amazed me most about the last few weeks was that no disasters had happened. No nuns attacked us with armed men, no government agencies raided my house, no Lilith. Most importantly, no-one has died. Memories of Chasity flashed through my mind. I glanced at the seats where the sluts sat, wishing Chasity was with them. The sluts looked. Nor could he rebuff her love without hurting her deeply and possibly wounding her forever. Neither had foreseen this eventuality when Sharon made her offer. Even when she had fallen for him she had promised never to stand in his way. Easier said than done. Perhaps both of them secretly believed that he never would fall in love again. And he hadn't yet — quite.He would have to come clean with Deborah too. That could really put the cat among the pigeons. He wondered whether she had remained. ..who is Fay?" Jen burst out laughing. "You like her do you? Well Fay is my PA! I would not sell my pictures if I didn't have Fay! She is brilliant... She's a real star... I love her dearly! Put your hand out!"I put my hand out and Jen started to rub an emery board over my nails. Then she buffed them up a bit and started to paint them in a bright red fire engine colour. The varnish went on in thick strokes and completely changed the look of my hands. She was quick, then she started on the.