to be a concerned friend. Mother leaned on him to see to all the details. He was such a help, to himself anyway.

He charmed and wormed his way into Mothers good graces. They were grieving so deeply they didnt see him for the worm that he was. Mother married him because he said she would need someone to tend to things and it would be easier if they were married. Once, the deed was done, the worm showed his fangs. He was more of snake than a worm. Rorie had to be in trouble to send her a message. She was so independent. She would have to be at her wits end to send someone for her. Now that she had gotten past Sir Charles. She had to give herself a shake, Charles was so disgusting, just thinking about him gave her the willies. Brianna saw Timmy hand him the note. Why hadn't she told Rorie about the hell life at Gordan's Bluff had become. Probably the same reason Brianna knew it had to be real trouble for Rorie to send her a note. She would have tried to fix it all by herself. Sir Charles's sweaty personage was not something she wanted to deal with now but she would, Rorie may need her. As she edged down the hidden passage to her Step-fathers chamber Brianna couldnt bring herself to think about what he would do if he found her there. He was no gentleman. Sir Charles dropped the gentleman act the moment her Mothers fortune was securely in his sweaty hands. Charles would be a mildly attractive thinly built middle age man if he didnt have that nasty sweating problem. One could even tolerate that if he wasnt such a disgusting, greedy, mean little man. Sir Charles came to the keep, immediately after her fathers death pretending When the papers were signed he turned to us with a sneer and the hell began in earnest. She had opened the hidey hole slightly peeking in to be sure no one was there. Edging slowly to the writing desk I spied the note on top. Reading quickly

Brianna, Brandon has arrived to take me to the Highlands, I thought I would be able to say goodbye before he arrived but it seems I waited too long. Dear friend I will miss you. If you need me please send word. Love Rorie

She was gone. Briannas escape plan had changed. She knew where Rorie was going but it would have been easy to reach her at the next holding but the Highlands were another matter. Its seems she and Rorie had both waited too long, wanting the other to believe they were happy. Brianna wanted to sit there and wallow in her sadness but she knew she had to get out of that room. She replaced the note and ran to the passage and made her way back to her room. She sat on the bed trying to figure out her next move. She knew she would have to leave soon. She hated to leave her mother alone but she could not be sure how long she could keep Charles at bay. The servants were afraid of Charless henchman Atrian. He was the task master and he enjoyed his work. Atrian was beautiful; he had dark long hair with sparkling blure

eyes. He was tall and fit. He was a sight to behold until you got close. There was no emotion in his eyes; it was if he was soulless. The punishments he doled out were vicious and cruel. Charles enjoyed his creativity. He once whipped a scullery maid naked in the square for dropping an egg. The punishment never fit the crime. He worshipped Charles. He would do anything Charles requested without balking. There was a quite knock at the door. Brianna, the Lord request you presence in his solar. Sarah, the little maid said quietly. Ill be there presently. She said wondering what in the world did Charles want with me. Brianna patted my face with cold water and straightened her spine preparing herself for whatever was in store for her. As she walked slowly down the stairs to the solar, she again wondered what he wanted. She knew he wasnt going to give her the note. If that was his plan it was only to let her know there was no help to be found. Rories family was the only ones who would protest if she was mistreated. The walk seemed to end all too quickly. Atrian opened the door and stepped aside with a disrespectful leer. Brianna walked in looking about the room. Charles sat behind his desk looking his usual retched self and Edward walked behind me motioning me to the seat opposite Charles. Ah, here you are Brianna, looking lovelier than ever, have a seat. Charles said smugly/ Yes, here I am. I said quietly. Well, I have some very sad news about your friend Rorie. He said not sounding sad at all. Rorie? I said curiously not wanting him to know I had already read the note. Your friend was killed on the road to the McGregors. Charles said Maliciously. What! Brianna exclaimed, wondering why he would tell her something like this. It had to be a lie. Just remembering the look of satisfaction on Charles face sent chills up her spine.

to be a concerned friend. Mother leaned on him to see to all the details. He was such a help, to himself anyway. He charmed and wormed his way into Mothers good graces. They were grieving so deeply they didnt see him for the worm that he was. Mother married him because he said she would need someone to tend to things and it would be easier if they were married. Once, the deed was done, the worm showed his fangs. He was more of snake than a worm. Rorie had to be in trouble to send her a message. She was so independent. She would have to be at her wits end to send someone for her. Now that she had gotten past Sir Charles. She had to give herself a shake, Charles was so disgusting, just thinking about him gave her the willies. Brianna saw Timmy hand him the note. Why hadn't she told Rorie about the hell life at Gordan's Bluff had become. Probably the same reason Brianna knew it had to be real trouble for Rorie to send her a note. She would have tried to fix it all by herself. Sir Charles's sweaty personage was not something she wanted to deal with now but she would, Rorie may need her.

As she edged down the hidden passage to her Step-fathers chamber Brianna couldnt bring herself to think about what he would do if he found her there. He was no gentleman. Sir Charles dropped the gentleman act the moment her Mothers fortune was securely in his sweaty hands. Charles would be a mildly attractive thinly built middle age man if he didnt have that nasty sweating problem. One could even tolerate that if he wasnt such a disgusting, greedy, mean little man. Sir Charles came to the keep, immediately after her fathers death pretending When the papers were signed he turned to us with a sneer and the hell began in earnest. She had opened the hidey hole slightly peeking in to be sure no one was there. Edging slowly to the writing desk I spied the note on top. Reading quickly

Brianna, Brandon has arrived to take me to the Highlands, I thought I would be able to say goodbye before he arrived but it seems I waited too long. Dear friend I will miss you. If you need me please send word. Love Rorie

She was gone. Briannas escape plan had changed. She knew where Rorie was going but it would have been easy to reach her at the next holding but the Highlands were another matter. Its seems she and Rorie had both waited too long, wanting the other to believe they were happy. Brianna wanted to sit there and wallow in her sadness but she knew she had to get out of that room. She replaced the note and ran to the passage and made her way back to her room. She sat on the bed trying to figure out her next move. She knew she would have to leave soon. She hated to leave her mother alone but she could not be sure how long she could keep Charles at bay. The servants were afraid of Charless henchman Atrian. He was the task master and he enjoyed his work. Atrian was beautiful; he had dark long hair with sparkling blure eyes. He was tall and fit. He was a sight to behold until you got close. There was no emotion in his eyes; it was if he was soulless. The punishments he doled out were vicious and cruel. Charles enjoyed his creativity. He once whipped a scullery maid naked in the square for dropping an egg. The punishment never fit the crime. He worshipped Charles. He would do anything Charles requested without balking. There was a quite knock at the door. Brianna, the Lord request you presence in his solar. Sarah, the little maid said quietly. Ill be there presently. She said wondering what in the world did Charles want with me. Brianna patted my face with cold water and straightened her spine preparing herself for whatever was in store for her. As she walked slowly down the stairs to the solar, she again wondered what he wanted. She knew he wasnt going to give her the note. If that was his plan it was only to let her know there was no help to be found. Rories family was the only ones who would protest if she was mistreated. The walk

seemed to end all too quickly. Atrian opened the door and stepped aside with a disrespectful leer. Brianna walked in looking about the room. Charles sat behind his desk looking his usual retched self and Edward walked behind me motioning me to the seat opposite Charles. Ah, here you are Brianna, looking lovelier than ever, have a seat. Charles said smugly/ Yes, here I am. I said quietly. Well, I have some very sad news about your friend Rorie. He said not sounding sad at all. Rorie? I said curiously not wanting him to know I had already read the note. Your friend was killed on the road to the McGregors. Charles said Maliciously. What! Brianna exclaimed, wondering why he would tell her something like this. It had to be a lie. Just remembering the look of satisfaction on Charles face sent chills up her spine.

to be a concerned friend. Mother leaned on him to see to all the details. He was such a help, to himself anyway. He charmed and wormed his way into Mothers good graces. They were grieving so deeply they didnt see him for the worm that he was. Mother married him because he said she would need someone to tend to things and it would be easier if they were married. Once, the deed was done, the worm showed his fangs. He was more of snake than a worm. Rorie had to be in trouble to send her a message. She was so independent. She would have to be at her wits end to send someone for her. Now that she had gotten past Sir Charles. She had to give herself a shake, Charles was so disgusting, just thinking about him gave her the willies. Brianna saw Timmy hand him the note. Why hadn't she told Rorie about the hell life at Gordan's Bluff had become. Probably the same reason Brianna knew it had to be real trouble for Rorie to send her a note. She would have tried to fix it all by herself. Sir Charles's sweaty personage was not something she wanted to deal with now but she would, Rorie may need her. As she edged down the hidden passage to her Step-fathers chamber Brianna couldnt bring herself to think about what he would do if he found her there. He was no gentleman. Sir Charles dropped the gentleman act the moment her Mothers fortune was securely in his sweaty hands. Charles would be a mildly attractive thinly built middle age man if he didnt have that nasty sweating problem. One could even tolerate that if he wasnt such a disgusting, greedy, mean little man. Sir Charles came to the keep, immediately after her fathers death pretending When the papers were signed he turned to us with a sneer and the hell began in earnest. She had opened the hidey hole slightly peeking in to be sure no one was there. Edging slowly to the writing desk I spied the note on top. Reading quickly

Brianna, Brandon has arrived to take me to the Highlands, I thought I would be able to say goodbye before he arrived but it seems I waited too long. Dear friend I will miss you. If you need me please send word. Love Rorie

She was gone. Briannas escape plan had changed. She knew where Rorie was going but it would have been easy to reach her at the next holding but the Highlands were another matter. Its seems she and Rorie had both waited too long, wanting the other to believe they were happy. Brianna wanted to sit there and wallow in her sadness but she knew she had to get out of that room. She replaced the note and ran to the passage and made her way back to her room. She sat on the bed trying to figure out her next move. She knew she would have to leave soon. She hated to leave her mother alone but she could not be sure how long she could keep Charles at bay. The servants were afraid of Charless henchman Atrian. He was the task master and he enjoyed his work. Atrian was beautiful; he had dark long hair with sparkling blure eyes. He was tall and fit. He was a sight to behold until you got close. There was no emotion in his eyes; it was if he was soulless. The punishments he doled out were vicious and cruel. Charles enjoyed his creativity. He once whipped a scullery maid naked in the square for dropping an egg. The punishment never fit the crime. He worshipped Charles. He would do anything Charles requested without balking. There was a quite knock at the door. Brianna, the Lord request you presence in his solar. Sarah, the little maid said quietly. Ill be there presently. She said wondering what in the world did Charles want with me. Brianna patted my face with cold water and straightened her spine preparing herself for whatever was in store for her. As she walked slowly down the stairs to the solar, she again wondered what he wanted. She knew he wasnt going to give her the note. If that was his plan it was only to let her know there was no help to be found. Rories family was the only ones who would protest if she was mistreated. The walk seemed to end all too quickly. Atrian opened the door and stepped aside with a disrespectful leer. Brianna walked in looking about the room. Charles sat behind his desk looking his usual retched self and Edward walked behind me motioning me to the seat opposite Charles. Ah, here you are Brianna, looking lovelier than ever, have a seat. Charles said smugly/ Yes, here I am. I said quietly. Well, I have some very sad news about your friend Rorie. He said not sounding sad at all. Rorie? I said curiously not wanting him to know I had already read the note. Your friend was killed on the road to the McGregors. Charles said Maliciously. What! Brianna exclaimed, wondering why he would tell her something like this.

It had to be a lie. Just remembering the look of satisfaction on Charles face sent chills up her spine.

himself anyway. He charmed and wormed his way into Mothers good graces. They were grieving so deeply they didnt see him for the worm that he was. Mother married him because he said she would need someone to tend to things and it would be easier if they were married. Once, the deed was done, the worm showed his fangs. He was more of snake than a worm. Rorie had to be in trouble to send her a message. She was so independent. She would have to be at her wits end to send someone for her. Now that she had gotten past Sir Charles. She had to give herself a shake, Charles was so disgusting, just thinking about him gave her the willies. Brianna saw Timmy hand him the note. Why hadn't she told Rorie about the hell life at Gordan's Bluff had become. Probably the same reason Brianna knew it had to be real trouble for Rorie to send her a note. She would have tried to fix it all by herself. Sir Charles's sweaty personage was not something she wanted to deal with now but she would, Rorie may need her. As she edged down the hidden passage to her Step-fathers chamber Brianna couldnt bring herself to think about what he would do if he found her there. He was no gentleman. Sir Charles dropped the gentleman act the moment her Mothers fortune was securely in his sweaty hands. Charles would be a mildly attractive thinly built middle age man if he didnt have that nasty sweating problem. One could even tolerate that if he wasnt such a disgusting, greedy, mean little man. Sir Charles came to the keep, immediately after her fathers death pretending When the papers were signed he turned to us with a sneer and the hell began in earnest. She had opened the hidey hole slightly peeking in to be sure no one was there. Edging slowly to the writing desk I spied the note on top. Reading quickly

Brianna, Brandon has arrived to take me to the Highlands, I thought I would be able to say goodbye before he arrived but it seems I waited too long. Dear friend I will miss you. If you need me please send word. Love Rorie

She was gone. Briannas escape plan had changed. She knew where Rorie was going but it would have been easy to reach her at the next holding but the Highlands were another matter. Its seems she and Rorie had both waited too long, wanting the other to believe they were happy. Brianna wanted to sit there and wallow in her sadness but she knew she had to get out of that room. She replaced the note and ran to the passage and made her way back to her room. She sat on the bed trying to figure out her next move. She knew she would have to leave soon. She hated to leave her mother alone but she could not be sure

how long she could keep Charles at bay. The servants were afraid of Charless henchman Atrian. He was the task master and he enjoyed his work. Atrian was beautiful; he had dark long hair with sparkling blure eyes. He was tall and fit. He was a sight to behold until you got close. There was no emotion in his eyes; it was if he was soulless. The punishments he doled out were vicious and cruel. Charles enjoyed his creativity. He once whipped a scullery maid naked in the square for dropping an egg. The punishment never fit the crime. He worshipped Charles. He would do anything Charles requested without balking. There was a quite knock at the door. Brianna, the Lord request you presence in his solar. Sarah, the little maid said quietly. Ill be there presently. She said wondering what in the world did Charles want with me. Brianna patted my face with cold water and straightened her spine preparing herself for whatever was in store for her. As she walked slowly down the stairs to the solar, she again wondered what he wanted. She knew he wasnt going to give her the note. If that was his plan it was only to let her know there was no help to be found. Rories family was the only ones who would protest if she was mistreated. The walk seemed to end all too quickly. Atrian opened the door and stepped aside with a disrespectful leer. Brianna walked in looking about the room. Charles sat behind his desk looking his usual retched self and Edward walked behind me motioning me to the seat opposite Charles. Ah, here you are Brianna, looking lovelier than ever, have a seat. Charles said smugly/ Yes, here I am. I said quietly. Well, I have some very sad news about your friend Rorie. He said not sounding sad at all. Rorie? I said curiously not wanting him to know I had already read the note. Your friend was killed on the road to the McGregors. Charles said Maliciously. What! Brianna exclaimed, wondering why he would tell her something like this. It had to be a lie. Just remembering the look of satisfaction on Charles face sent chills up her spine.

to be a concerned friend. Mother leaned on him to see to all the details. He was such a help, to himself anyway. He charmed and wormed his way into Mothers good graces. They were grieving so deeply they didnt see him for the worm that he was. Mother married him because he said she would need someone to tend to things and it would be easier if they were married. Once, the deed was done, the worm showed his fangs. He was more of snake than a worm. Rorie had to be in trouble to send her a message. She was so independent. She would have to be at her wits end to send someone for her. Now that she had gotten past Sir Charles. She had to give herself a shake, Charles was so disgusting, just thinking about him gave her the willies. Brianna saw Timmy hand him the note. Why hadn't she told Rorie about the hell life at Gordan's Bluff had become. Probably the same reason Brianna knew it had to be real trouble for Rorie to

send her a note. She would have tried to fix it all by herself. Sir Charles's sweaty personage was not something she wanted to deal with now but she would, Rorie may need her. As she edged down the hidden passage to her Step-fathers chamber Brianna couldnt bring herself to think about what he would do if he found her there. He was no gentleman. Sir Charles dropped the gentleman act the moment her Mothers fortune was securely in his sweaty hands. Charles would be a mildly attractive thinly built middle age man if he didnt have that nasty sweating problem. One could even tolerate that if he wasnt such a disgusting, greedy, mean little man. Sir Charles came to the keep, immediately after her fathers death pretending When the papers were signed he turned to us with a sneer and the hell began in earnest. She had opened the hidey hole slightly peeking in to be sure no one was there. Edging slowly to the writing desk I spied the note on top. Reading quickly

Brianna, Brandon has arrived to take me to the Highlands, I thought I would be able to say goodbye before he arrived but it seems I waited too long. Dear friend I will miss you. If you need me please send word. Love Rorie

She was gone. Briannas escape plan had changed. She knew where Rorie was going but it would have been easy to reach her at the next holding but the Highlands were another matter. Its seems she and Rorie had both waited too long, wanting the other to believe they were happy. Brianna wanted to sit there and wallow in her sadness but she knew she had to get out of that room. She replaced the note and ran to the passage and made her way back to her room. She sat on the bed trying to figure out her next move. She knew she would have to leave soon. She hated to leave her mother alone but she could not be sure how long she could keep Charles at bay. The servants were afraid of Charless henchman Atrian. He was the task master and he enjoyed his work. Atrian was beautiful; he had dark long hair with sparkling blure eyes. He was tall and fit. He was a sight to behold until you got close. There was no emotion in his eyes; it was if he was soulless. The punishments he doled out were vicious and cruel. Charles enjoyed his creativity. He once whipped a scullery maid naked in the square for dropping an egg. The punishment never fit the crime. He worshipped Charles. He would do anything Charles requested without balking. There was a quite knock at the door. Brianna, the Lord request you presence in his solar. Sarah, the little maid said quietly. Ill be there presently. She said wondering what in the world did Charles want with me.

Brianna patted my face with cold water and straightened her spine preparing herself for whatever was in store for her. As she walked slowly down the stairs to the solar, she again wondered what he wanted. She knew he wasnt going to give her the note. If that was his plan it was only to let her know there was no help to be found. Rories family was the only ones who would protest if she was mistreated. The walk seemed to end all too quickly. Atrian opened the door and stepped aside with a disrespectful leer. Brianna walked in looking about the room. Charles sat behind his desk looking his usual retched self and Edward walked behind me motioning me to the seat opposite Charles. Ah, here you are Brianna, looking lovelier than ever, have a seat. Charles said smugly/ Yes, here I am. I said quietly. Well, I have some very sad news about your friend Rorie. He said not sounding sad at all. Rorie? I said curiously not wanting him to know I had already read the note. Your friend was killed on the road to the McGregors. Charles said Maliciously. What! Brianna exclaimed, wondering why he would tell her something like this. It had to be a lie. Just remembering the look of satisfaction on Charles face sent chills up her spine.