"I already know what you did."

The statement drove Stanley to shock. "You already remembered?"

She nodded. "I do not remember when. Maybe it was when I regained my memories of Aunt Gracie. At first I did want to remember them I guess but when I saw your face I accepted them."

Stanley turned his face away ashamed of himself. "Then why did you not hate me. Resent me!"

"I do not know why. I still cannot remember everything. But I think something wonderful happened that you did not intend to happen. In fact the memories almost seem like happy ones to me."

Although he failed to show it. Stanley knew what she was talking about. A sense of peace flowed

through him. He accepted her handkerchief and finished wiping his eyes.

Eleanor walked back to her bed and sat down. "I have done some bad things in my life too. For all the childhood I can remember people were trying to shelter me. I hated it. I hated when my mother left without me and some old hag would fuss over me."

Eleanor sighed. "The day you had kidnapped me I had actually ran away from Aunt Gracie. I wanted to see Dionysus Park by myself. I wanted to be with the grownups and act like them. I knew it hurt Aunt Gracie but I still ran away. I remember seeing you in a room with a couple other women. I saw some of the things that they were doing to you…," she said covering her blushing face.

Stanley's eyes widened. "I wasn't um…"

"… One of the women was sticking her tongue inside your mouth," She said shuddering.

"Ah yes, well I was the life of the party back then," he replied sighing in relief. "Well I'm glad you don't hate me. You were the one changed my life for the better. Well I need to get something to eat."

Eleanor nodded. She too was glad to tear down the walls that separated them. Stanley opened the door only to be knocked down when he hit Markus who was standing there. Instead of this mini-gun he carried a long package with several white towels and bottles.

Stanley quickly smiled at the big black man and left in a hurry.

Markus remained at the bedrooms entrance as still as a statue. "May I come in?"

"Oh, of course. Is that for me?"

The man placed the package on the bed and organized the contents on top onto the bed.

"Three towels, hair stuff, perfume, toilet paper," Markus said going through the list. "And a dress." He picked up the long package and took off the top. Inside deep green dress and earrings that matched. "Complements of the boss."

Eleanor peered at the beautiful green dress. She gently lifted it and saw something roll off it. Setting the dress down Eleanor picked up the object. It looked like a rusted pocket watch but when she opened it she saw that it was a compass. She looked at Markus confused.

"It's my favorite compass. I got lost a lot but I'm good now. It's a gift for 'daughter of the people'. Do you like it?"

"I love it. But I think it's broken."

Markus nodded. "But Ma'am even a broken compass can show you the way." Markus turned around and headed for the door. He paused for a moment. "The Boss may not have the right intentions but he is working in your favor. The banquet's in five hours."

He closed the door behind him leaving Eleanor to her thoughts.

Now that she had towels, Eleanor decided to take a nice, warm bath. She had already peeked into the bathroom and found it sparkling and clean. She bent over the tub and ran the hot water. It felt cold at first but gradually reached the intended temperature. Eleanor watched the water swirl around the drain before plugging it.

She then got up and walked over to the mirror. She looked at her hair and found it matted from wearing the dive helmet. She frowned at this finding.

"I'll have to brush it after my bath," she declared adamantly.

Next she took off her dive suit. When she and the others had found themselves stranded in the bathysphere she had to abandon the dress in order to put on the suit. It pained her greatly but she still had a pair of regular clothes Aunt Gracie had given her as well. The trousers were a little tight but at least they were not as old as the shirt which had a hole in the back. She stripped down to her underwear and folded her clothes neatly in the corner.

By all rights she should be dead or at least have a couple scars to prove her near fatal experiences but and Eleanor still could not find the area where the glass had penetrated her abdomen. She unclasped her brassiereand felt the fabric ease away from her skin. She was surprised by how tight her bra felt. She examined her chest in the mirror and thought that they may be bigger. She would have to talk to Gracie when she returned… if she returned.

Eleanor finished undressing and slipped into the spacious tub that could probably fit two to three people at one time. The hot water flowed across her silky skin and engulfed her ebony hair. A quiet sigh escaped her lips as contentment overwhelmed her senses. Eleanor leisurely lift her leg exposing it out of the water.

She grabbed the soap she had been given and rubbed it across her leg. The smell of vanilla and honey escaped the bar and filled the room. Eleanor plunged her foot back into the water and watched it get swallowed whole. The resulting waves formed bubbles that floated around the tub. One of the bubbles floated towards Eleanor's face and she kissed the bubble as it popped. She giggled aloud and covered her mouth hoping these walls were sound proof.

Ten minutes later Eleanor exited the tub along the soapy water to run off. With her body practically glistening, she grabbed a towel and dried herself. Then with the towel wrapped around herself she walked over to the mirror and brushed her damp hair. A moment later Eleanor unwrapped the towel around her torso and hung it up on a rack against the wall. She put her underwear back on and crawled into the bed. The sheets felt radiated her warmth and she felt sleep tug at her consciousness.

"I wish I could stay… forever like this," Eleanor sleepily commented.