Eva had been incredibly busy planning the wedding and was in need of a break from it, so she decided to take Faye into the garden for a while.  She found a spot in the shade and let Faye attempt to toddle in the grass.  Her enjoyment of a relaxing afternoon was cut short when she heard two women speaking on the other side of a row of topiaries. 

"So, how long before he turns back into his old self, Bree?" the first woman's voice said.

            "That depends, Deidre," Bree replied.  "I mean, if one of us can get to him, we could break him of whatever he's trying to come off as."

            Deidre laughed, "Really, I mean, so what if he's married?  Talent like that can't be wasted on one woman." 

Eva was nothing less than hurt and angry, but she couldn't help herself from continuing to eavesdrop on the conversation.  She had to see what these women looked like, so she moved closer to the ornate shrubs and peeked through.  They were both very attractive.  One of them, she assumed immediately was Bree, had shoulder length dark hair, and it appeared her eyes were a shade of lavender.  The other, Deidre, was a blonde with a bust that made Eva wonder if plastic surgery was as popular here as on Earth. 

Deidre continued, "We were in my room for hours the last time we were together; he just couldn't get enough of me…and vice versa."

            "You're forgetting that I was there with you!"  The women erupted into laughter.  Tears began to well in Eva's eyes.

            "Well, you mustn't have given him quite what he was after," a male voice said, rather arrogantly.  She again peeked through the shrubbery and saw a very attractive man approach the women.  A thought suddenly hit her: Frank had been spending quite a bit of time getting "reacquainted" with members of the court.  Could these three possibly be members?  The thought made Eva's stomach drop.

            "Well, hello, Kaleb," Bree said, seductively.

            "What are you talking about, love?" Deidre asked.

            Oh no.  Please, God, no, I don't think I can stomach this.

            "Well, girls, that evening the Prince came to me as well.  He said that the affair he'd just come from had failed to 'quench his sexual thirst' was the phrase I believe.  I must thank you ladies, it was the most incredible sex I've ever experienced.  I've failed to ever come close to something like it again."  He laughed.  "Literally."

            This was just too much for Eva to bear.  She now remembered why she was so scared to stay on this planet in the first place.  Cupping her hand over her mouth so her sobs wouldn't be heard, she snuck back into the palace, put Faye down for a nap, and collapsed onto her bed. 

            Eva had gotten herself so worked up that she made herself physically ill.  She had just returned to the bed when she heard Frank come in.

            "Did you and Faye have a…"  Immediately Frank sensed how upset his wife was, even without seeing her face.  "Darling, what happened?"

            Eva looked up at Frank, her eyes painfully swollen.  "I – I have a rather terrible headache, it, um, it made me sick."  She wasn't exactly lying; her head did ache terribly now.

            Knowing that something else was most definitely bothering her, he said, "I'm sorry you're not feeling well.  Should I tell mother you will speak with her tomorrow?"

            "She wants to see me?" Eva asked, softly.

            "Yes.  You're not up to it, are you?" Frank asked, knowing she'd say yes.

            "I'm going to clean myself up a bit, then I'll be fine."  Eva went into the bathroom and Frank sat on the bed; he couldn't help but worry about his young wife and what could have upset her so much.  When Eva went towards the door to leave, she tried to give him a look that said, "I'll be fine," but Frank knew she was putting on a front for him.

            "I love you, baby," he said as she opened the door.

            "I know you do."  Eva left the room, and left Frank in a bit of an anxious mood.  There had never been an occasion where he told her he loved her that she didn't echo his affection.  He only hoped that speaking with his mother could ease what was troubling Eva's mind.

            Frank got up and walked out onto the balcony.  He was attempting to calm his slightly shaken nerves when he heard three very familiar voices.  He looked down into the garden and saw Bree, Deidre, and Kaleb, three servants in the palace.  He was also "fortunate" enough to overhear their conversation.

            "Really," Kaleb said, "I haven't actually seen Eva yet, but she can't be any more spectacular than either of you."  He had begun to kiss Bree's neck, and she was enjoying it immensely.

            "I'm sure you're right," Bree panted.  "Anyway, I still stick by what you said, Deirde, too much talent to waste on one woman."

            "Well," Kaleb said, switching his attentions to Deidre, "he may tire of women altogether after a while."

            "Either way," Deidre said, "hopefully Eva and that child of theirs will find their way back to that insignificant little planet…Oh, Kaleb, you naughty boy…"

            Frank, like Eva, felt physically ill at what he had just heard.  He knew right away Eva must have heard them speaking – goddess only knows what they may have said then.