Chapter 8
by 
dr_wankenstein
What's next?
Go up the stairs.
I come up the stairs into a bedchamber, beautifully furnished, full of silk and satin and billowing curtains. In the middle stands a huge four-poster bed. In the bed, cradled among fur blankets and silk sheets and a dozen overstuffed pillows, lies a gorgeous slender dark-haired woman in a translucent lacy nightgown. Lady Rinelda. On the night-stand next to the bed, something glitters in the starlight from the windows.