Victoria just shook her head, what a scene, she noticed the families faces, this was not appropriate behavior at dinner. "Shhhhh Lolo, don't shake, you're here next to me. I won't let those bad men hurt you. You know how gentle I've been with you. Just sit here with me dear." Victoria sat and watched as the scene unfolded, and stroked Lolo's hair.<br/><br/>She was impressed at how Louis was trying to maintain order as Marcus abused the poor girl. "Tssk Tssk, men and their hormones.  She watched the footman, every more, every ripple of his frame. She liked how he took control, letting the trainer know his place.  If he didn't Victoria surely would have. The whole situation made her want Louis more. She wondered just how good he would be in bed. She hoped he knew she would not submit to him like the others. She would have to see if he could truly handle her.<br/><br/>She then looked to Cyril, ah dear Cyril, always the peacemaker. How she did love the music he made. At least civility was being restored to dinner. With Marcus exiting, the room seemed to calm. Victoria felt bad for the new girl, First Alistair, then Marcus, she was surprised the girl hadn't passed out yet. Victoria sighed again, looking toward the slaves, she saw how pretty they sat, obedient, willing to please. Victoria felt blessed to be in such company, at such a wonderful time of the year.