<em>You will like riding him and fucking me, grandsire.  Not now, I'm working him</em>Aurora retorted, growing bold indeed.  She summoned up just enough tears to let her eyes water over, and hung her head, studying her hands clasped in her lap.  "Sir. . .Darius. . .if I could make a wish on a fallen star right now, do you know what it would be?  It would be to have just one thing of my own.  I have nothing that is mine.  Harrick. . .while he served, he was Father's.  My maids are their father's, who serve me for the prestige it brings their houses.  My clothing, my jewelry are chosen for me, my time scheduled by the needs of the Crown.  There is no one who protects me for my sake alone, no one looking out for my interests.  If I could only have. . .just one. . .just one good and true and loyal person that I could trust with my secrets. . .that would be my wish, Darius."