It was dawn and Marie held a candle as she walked to her lover's room. Marie knocked lightly on Martin's door.
"Come in." He said.
And she did. She closed the door behind her. "You sent for me my Lord."
Martin smiled and walked up to her. He held her chin and laughed. "You are never going to stop referring to me as my Lord are you?"
She smiled back at him. "Perhaps not."
He pecked her cheek and she blushed. They had resumed their love making at the swamp and he had also continued with his painting. After the incident with Luke, a very outraged Arnold had come back to discover that his youngest son had harassed another servant yet again. He had thanked God that it was not Luke who was to be the future Duke of Kent and sent
