"I'm sorry for that servant Amora, my tongue slipped" Drinian replied; but he didn't really care.  He thought she should be the lady of the house, she was perfect.  But he did not know what plans fate had for either one of them, and he should be a little more careful with the slip of his tongue.<br/><br/>"Servant Amora, I just wanted to tell you that you too will need to move in the servant's quarters" (but that was so Drinian could prepare it better for whom he hoped one day would be the complete love of his life).<br/><br/>"... but don't move this weekend.  You can move next week because tonight, Friar Benson feels that a good confession and trip to the sacred place would do you very good.  Please find among my wife's clothes the appropriate attire for this trip; he and I will be awaiting outside in a small carriage to take us to the boat in one hour."  Looking around at his surroundings to see if anyone was looking, Drinian added, "You will enjoy the day without regrets; I promise."<br/><br/>But the truth was, he was going to enjoy the day without regrets.  Finally, he could have a day alone with Amora to sort things out and think about what to do in the future.  He was happy for the first time in his life in a long while.