No matter how faint his voice, she closed her eyes to tune in, all the love she felt for him moved her from within as the timbre and authority of his commands wrapped around her. He was all and more than she could ever want, than any woman could want; her eyes flew open as the thought of the many women he had no doubt experienced. That had always been the case with him. Aside from those of Webster Field's, who never failed to remind her that they too had known him and then Katherine, Gloria, so many others including one Terra Biquay. "You male…whore!" She spat resentfully, and laughing at herself, she shook her head at the silliness of it. "And I love him more today than ever." The captain of the ship, the Princess Ceś alena…only his own mother shared that privilege with her, to have one of his vessels christened after them. Despite his reputation, she held an overwhelming pride and respect for him. He had made all that was wrong, right, as she knew he would. "What have you done with them Manny?" She wondered, trying as best she could to dismiss from her conscience the lengths he may have gone to, to insure their life together.
