"Please go away, Monsieur le Comte," she said in a polite voice. "You must have tired of your absurd, inconsequential games by now." "My games are never inconsequential, as long as they entertain me." She closed her eyes in frustration for a brief moment. "This house is filled with beautiful women..." "Oh, not quite filled," he said frankly, leaning back. "The Revels won't start for another day. At this point there are no more than half a dozen beauties in residence." "Then why don't you go bother one of them?" "Because I don't want one of them, my sweet. I want you."