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as she realized she had gone far too far.
    "Oh, Lucy, don't," Edward heard Louisa whisper, and gave her a quick warning glance to remain silent.  She flushed and pressed her lips together, her heart aching for her twin.  Lucas didn't speak for several moments; the only sound in the room was the soft ticking of the grandfather clock in the hall. Mrs. Bremmer stood behind Lucy, her face showing her disapproval.  Lucas took a step towards Lucy, who immediately stepped back.  Her hands moved to clutch her bottom, her blood pounding as she watched Lucas continue to approach her.  He stopped a foot from her and looked down from his considerable height into her upturned face.  Her eyes were huge, their violet color reflecting both her stubbornness as well as her uncertainty.  Lucy felt trapped and unable to move, though Lucas was not touching her in any way.  His words seemed to fill the entire room though he spoke quietly and without anger.
    "I am not a man you can manipulate into playing games, Lucille," Lucas said.  "I do not care what Charles would or would not do or expect from you.  All I'm concerned about is what I expect from you."  He paused and then said in a tone she would learn never to ignore, "What you can be sure of, young lady, is that I will always expect absolute and complete obedience."  She was trembling and having trouble catching her breath, not able to tear her eyes from his.  His next words completely shocked her.
    "If you do not wish to wear the clothing you were given, Kitten, then I shall not require you to do so," Lucas said with a soft smile.  Lucy didn't return the smile but finally managed to tear her eyes from his.  She looked to the table as if to see if anyone else had heard his words.  She saw Louisa staring at her, the look on her face showing her confusion. The look on Edward's face showed nothing more than his obvious disapproval in how his ward was behaving. Lucas remained where he was a mere arm's length away from Lucy.  She turned her face back to his.  Though her eyes showed she was surprised, after a moment she smiled and nodded her head, sure she had just won a very important battle.
    "You aren't going to make me wear childish dresses?" Lucy finally asked as if to make sure she had heard him correctly.
    "I am telling you that the matter of your clothing is your choice, my dear," Lucas said.  "I believe you are beautifully dressed, but as I have said, the choice to submit to wear what has been provided is yours."  Lucas held her gaze for a moment and then shrugged his massive shoulders.
    Lucy watched as he turned from her and walked back to the table.  He pulled his chair from the table and turned it to face Lucy.  Everyone watched as he calmly sat down.  Lucy felt everyone's attention return to her, and she flushed.  She turned his words over in her mind, wondering why his last statement was making her feel uneasy.  As he continued to sit and just look at her, she finally began to turn with the intention of leaving the room to change back into her regular, though still childish, clothing.  Edward began to rise, but when he saw Lucas give a quick shake of his head, Edward lowered himself back down in his chair.  Louisa was frozen in her own chair, unable to understand what seemed to be happening.  She knew that she would have been well-spanked and standing in the corner with her red bottom on display in the time this conversation was taking.  She looked from her husband to Lucas and felt her stomach tense.  The man was abnormally calm, his stillness hiding any clue as to his true purpose.  Louisa shuddered and turned back to watch her sister, silently trying to communicate that Lucy should be wary of some sort of trap.  Lucas allowed Lucy to take several steps before he spoke again.
    "Lucille, where are you going?" he asked, and watched as she stopped and turned to face him.
    "To my room?" She said softy as if unsure of her destination.  She cleared her