C410 You Are a Good Man

Advanced ward.

The winter sun shone in through the window and spread lazily across the floor, leaving mottled spots.

On the bed lay a beautiful woman, her long, dark, satin hair flowing softly over her shoulders, a gentle smile in her eyes as she gazed at a man in a dark sweater, his sleeves rolled up, his hands in a hot basin, twisting a towel, wiping her face with his own hands