Raven and most could hardly believe it when she looked at the captain's stony face, in accusing emerald eyes. The whole figure of a man breathing hatred and irritation. Is that the same Charles Saint-Germain, who passionately whispered her name before you take possession of it, to become part of it, gentle lover, showering kisses on her hot body? No, this vile and repulsive type could not be what she had invented! And what happened between them, desperately thought Raven was a clever trick clever libertine, that she fell down at his feet, confessed undying love and brought him a gift of his innocence, repeating the sad fate of an uncountable number of virgins to it!