She was like his daughter, and her father Lord Marin had heard about the man who would train his daughter’s appetites. She stealthily climbed to the tower where the lady of the house rested with her own newly born child. Tell me, what is the child? With a white face, the woman backed away, clutching the baby close to her chest. “I believe I will. The babe was alive, but, it was not a boy. “You’re going to miss your lessons! When she saw him enter, she dashed to him, hugging him and crying. I won’t let anything happen to you.” He petted her hair, soothing her. Dominic, caught off guard, barely had enough time to parry. The deadly dance began. They traded blows, Liana going on the offensive. Toriana smiled with her. Where shall I tell Raoul to go?” Anya was nothing if not thorough. They dueled for around a half an hour before Dominic finally managed to knock the sword out of her hands, putting his blade against her throat.
