Tears pricked at the corners of Diane's eyes. She had been raised to not annoy or trouble anyone, and felt as if she had just failed Honore. "I want to learn more," she said softly. "I won't ask for release again. I promise." She gripped the straps around her wrists, trying to ignore how her body ached. She hadn't known she wasn't supposed to ask for release. Now, she knew.<br/><br/>"I will abide by your rules," Diane said. "Please, don't end our lessons. I want to learn." When Honore curled around her, Diane stayed awake, thinking about what the comtess had said. Her body was all she could call her own. She had been raised to just submit to her husband, but Honore made her see that she could hold some power. She wondered what power she could wield, and if any of it would work on Lord Martinez.<br/><br/>A wicked thought entered her mind, and she wondered if Honore's lessons would work on any guy. She could use her wiles to help her brother with the peace treaty. She wasn't sure if she could go as far as sex, but it was tempting to think she might have something more to offer then her title.<br/><br/>*************<br/><br/>As the sun rose the next morning, Gavin woke in his bed. He had a very restless night with visions of Honore dancing in his head. He quickly dressed and got himself ready. Out in the gardens, a table was set up for his breakfast. He hoped Honore would join him, but he would understand if she chose to sleep in. He had last seen her with his sister, and he knew that Diane could talk anyone's ear off when she wanted to learn more about them. He hoped Diane hadn't bored Honore.<br/><br/>Putting on the fur cape that the Comtesses had given him, he left for the gardens.