Diane held on to the Comtess as the room spun out of control. She closed her eyes, feeling the sway even then. Slowly, she slipped into her dreams, her mind open from the herbs. she was like a lump of clay, waiting to be molded into the perfect being.<br/><br/>Pulling herself closer to Honore in her sleep, she felt safe. She had only felt his safe once before. After her mother had died tragically, Gavin had taken care of her. He had been her protector and teacher, and he was the only other person who made her feel safe. She was glad that Gavin and Honore had found each other, the two people in the world she knew she cared for.