Her dreams of torture and humiliation of that night seemed to be forgotten as Lady Gwen slowly worked her way through the breakfast. The idea she had was flawless and it would be fun too. Of course her new hired bodyguard had to agree but she payed him well enough no to argue with her.<br/><br/>Dramian, her head of security, had already let her know he did not agree with the way Gwen hired this bodyguard. In his opinion, this Duncan guy could well be out for her blood. Gwen, however did not feel that way and with all her peoples knowledge she never misjudged anybody.<br/><br/>Just as she refilled her cup, with a nice aromatising herbal tea, somebody knocked at the door.<br/><br/>"Enter" She turned her head towards the door to see who would come in, spilling some tea.<br/>"Darn it," she muttered.<br/><br/>"Ah, if that is not my personal overpayed bodyguard." She gave him a warm smile."<br/>"Please sit," Gwen motioned to Duncan and a free seat at the table, "I have to discuss something with you concerning your job and my safety."<br/><br/>She waited for him to sit down and for Dramian to close the door.<br/>"Are you hungry?"