"Thank you, Lian. You're the kindest gentleman I've ever met."
"Catherine, you are also the most thoughtful lady I've ever met."
The two complimented each other, their bodies drawing a little closer.
"Lian, is there really no way to save my brother Lorne?"
"Lorne isn't sick, he's poisoned. I truly am powerless to help, but I'll do my best to think of something. Get some rest. Good night, Catherine."
"Good night, Lian."
Catherine closed her eyes. Lying in Lian's arms, she felt a profound sense of security.
But she was still worried, and worry kept her from sleeping.
She opened her eyes again, then closed them once more. After trying several times, she still couldn't fall asleep.
"Catherine, you need to relax," Lian said softly.
"Lian, you're still awake?"
"Yes. I can feel your anxiety."
"Am I just useless?" Catherine said in a soft voice. "I've become a Lord, but I still can't protect my own family."
