Who: Lord Archibald Greymore<br/>Where: Greymore's guest suite<br/>With: Lady Vivienne Greymore<br/>When: day 1, before dinner<br/><br/>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e2/Vintage_Archibald.jpg)<br/><br/>Archie moved his hand bring it to his lips. “Ohh..you are just like<em>miel</em>.” He groaned as he looked at Vivienne not knowing of Hank's loving word for her, would it make her feel wrong for doing this, when she could have been going to the lake to be with the man that she was in love with?<br/><br/>He voice was growing deeper, slightly at first, gaining a throaty quality. “I will expect nothing less, wife.” He almost sneered as he clamped his hands to Vivienne's hips, actually strong enough to pick her up. “Impale yourself as you will.” His eyes squinted slightly as though he was listening to something outside the room, then turned back to Vivienne. “NOW!”