As Diane began to drift off, HonorÃ¨ spoke softly. The princess would remember nothing of the conversation, but she would remember what was said, back in the deepest part of her mind. She spoke of what she would like to do to the princess, of what pleasures she would  give her. And she also spoke of Diane's brother, of how strong, virile and handsome he was. What an attractive specimen of manhood. The terms she used were ones that a woman would use when speaking a man she wished to bed, these were the images she would plant into Diane's slumbering mind.<br/><br/>"Sleep and know pleasure, sweet girl...you and I shall find it together..." And so she would continue talking to the girl until she was deeply asleep, each phrase designed to think of herself as a woman meant for pleasure. To give pleasure, to receive it, that nothing was forbidden to her. Only HonorÃ¨ could forbid her anything, but it was only for her own good.