She stepped back slowly, gasping as she bumped the ornate little table in the corner "L-lord Perceval?" she asked voice shaking nervously. her body it was to hot things she wanted like sensual fingers brushing her mind, coaxing, 'it's ok, it's ok' but it couldn't be right, could it? no no certainly not, there where... rules.. and... and priciples... a-and ettiquit and...<br/><br/>She swallowed thickly as he drew closer, "H-how do you know that?" she asked glancing up where he had looked expecting to see a clock maybe