" She laughs. You step back and give her space in the hallway to take off her coat and shoes. As per typical her cap stays on, but you like it that wa..., she wouldn't be the Anne of your crush if she'd take it off."So..." she starts off, taking a moment to look for the right words. "I had weekend plans, but they cancelled on me, which really sucks because I'm not good at having nothing to do and... I've been bored out off my skull for the past hour already. But then I did think of something, and. Dante looked out the window, but didn’t see the landscape pass by. His thoughts were turned inward. Harry’s questions had reawakened all of his self-doubts. He was on the verge of quitting the commission when he fell asleep. Harry didn’t wake him until they had reached a restaurant for lunch.It was a typical roadside family dining place that was part of a national chain. Dante sat across from Harry and studied the menu. He had just decided that he’d get the Chef Salad when Harry asked, “What. Royalist troops are busy ambushing arms convoys coming in via the northern mountain passes. The bulk of the country isn’t controlled by one side or the other. Both the Royalists and Rebels have patrols roaming across the land, and short battles start whenever they meet up. Neither side has any air support now. The Berant air support is limited to protecting flights, the Embassy, and the borders in order to not risk breaching any International laws and causing more strife; but mostly to deny the. ”“Done.”Bruce pressed something against my hand. A collar. I should have thought of that. And a length of chain. “Kneel!” I barked at her.She obeyed, instantly, and after a moment’s fumbling I buckled the leather collar round her neck and clipped on the chain. I turned to Master Lionel. “Good doing business with you,” I managed.“Likewise. Its clothes are in a case upstairs.”“That’s good.”“A drink to seal the deal.”I glanced at Bruce who nodded almost imperceptibly.“Thanks.”“What’s your.