Disclaimer: Chapter 1
Ruth awoke with a groan the next morning. She sat up in bed, and stretched. Wendy knocked on the door, and came in carrying food.
"Good mornin ma'am, er Ruth! How was yer nite?" She asked, setting the food on Ruth's lap.
Ruth looked at Wendy, and shook her head. "You would not believe what happened last night, Wendy. This… man came into my room while I was sleeping, and told me some of the strangest things I've ever heard. But the thing was… even though I tried to fight, being in his arms made me feel like I've come home… like I was warm and safe. And that freaked me out even more, to feel like that for some perverted creep!"
Wendy immediately sat down next to Ruth, and rubbed her arms for comfort.
"I don't know anything about this mysterious man comin into yer room at night… but I do know a little on love," Wendy said, a smile beginning to grace her face. "I'm engaged to the sweetest, sexiest guy I know. And I felt and still feel the exact same way whenever he holds me. I think you've subconsciously found your soul mate Ruth. But enough talkin, and more eatin! Yer thin as a rake!"
Ruth laughed, and dug into the food. She was physically and emotionally drained from the events of last night.
As the day flew by, Ruth and Wendy hung around the mansion, mostly in the music room. Ruth played the harp for a while, and laughed at all of Wendy's silly jokes she was coming up with. And then they heard the door creak open.
Lane was standing in the doorway. Wendy immediately jumped up to curstey, and then scurried out of the room.
Ruth stared at him. Now, in the light, he didn't seem so bad. He almost looked… cuddly, like a bear. A very big, hairy, sharply clawed bear. But still, he wasn't as bad as she had expected.
And his eyes… they were like diving in a pool of ice cold water.
"Ruth. I didn't expect… er… I'm sorry." Lane finished lamely.
"No… no Lane, I should be sorry, it was rude of me to act that way." Replied Ruth.
"Oh good. See you at dinner then?" He asked.
"Yeah, yeah I'll see you then." She replied, absentmindedly twirling her hair in her finger.
Lane walked away, and Ruth went to find Wendy. She needed advice.