The atmosphere in the room suddenly changed, and I quickly scrambled to my feet, a look of guilt plastered on my face. It was as though I had been caught doing something bad. Well, that could be the case, because I had been caught in the arms of a man who was responsible for the death of my parents by his mistress. How pathetic!
The Prince towered above me, his muscles flexing as he let his eyes drift slowly across the room towards Dimera. The room was still dimly lit from the fire burning, but somehow, I could see through the darkness and everything that was happening. I watched as she strolled through the door and into the room, banging the large oak door furiously. Lady Dimera was dressed in a very flimsy red gown, like always. I always wondered if she finds pleasure in dressing that w
