Lord Dressen pulls a chair up to Charlene’s desk.
Charlene: *looks up from her typing* Hi, Kyle. Is there something I can help you with?
Dressen: Yes, I have a request.
Charlene: *leans back in her chair* Okay.
Dressen: I don’t believe you portrayed my intentions accurately concerning Anna.
Charlene: Oh?
Dressen: I’ve wanted her a long time.
Charlene: Yes.
Dressen: And I gave her countless opportunities to accept my attentions.
Charlene: Yes.
Dressen: And the way I understand it, it’s my standing as Grand Marshal that keeps her from being at my side.
Charlene: Well, she is looking for a soul mate, Kyle.
Dressen: But, she can’t get past the idea that a Nobleman might be that soul mate.
Charlene: And you feel justified in what you’re doing to get her to see your side of things.
Dressen: Yes. It’s justifiable. But, I have one concern. The readers may see my actions as self-fulfilling. I’m not only doing this to satisfy carnal pleasures. I love Anna.
Charlene: I see. Would it help to have a scene between you two that’s a bit more…sensitive?
Dressen: *straightens in chair and smiles* Yes. Show that I’m not cold, power-seeking, and ruthless…that I’m as capable of showing love for her as Cole Shilo is.
Charlene: Oh. Well, I’ll try to work something in the storyline to express your…feelings for her better.
Dressen: *nods with a sigh as he stands* I’m glad we had this conversation. *tugs at his vest and looks at his watch* Now, I have matters to finalize.
Charlene: The new curfew?
Dressen: *holds up a finger to accentuate his point* It’s the only way. *turns and leaves*
Charlene: *smiles and swivels her chair to view the closet* Okay, he’s gone. You can come out now.
Anna: *opens the door and peeks out* Is he for real? *sits in the chair and shakes her head* He is so messed up. You’re really going to make him look all sensitive?
Charlene: *turns back to the computer* With his personality? *chuckles* There’s only so much that can be done.