The pull was in that direction. It was the direction of the battle of my dream. I knew exactly what it was... had to be. I was being shown the way to ...he demigod's transformed body.I was in the middle of a war, and the goddess was nudging me to go off on another mission entirely. I couldn't believe it. I had seen action twice since I had arrived here. We had actually repulsed a large force, estimated to be at least eight thousand warriors the day before.The dragon riders and our wizards and. As werethose of home and her family.The police request to use a telepath as part of their questioning waspretty much pro forma. She was a foreign morf who had disappeared andreappeared under suspicious circumstances and eluded detection foralmost all of the time she was gone. They were going to probe her. Herpower's reading of their statements and questions left no doubt.Even after the warnings and preparation, the interview was rough. It wasclear to Rose that the woman didn't want to believe. "I went and made some more tea and a slice of bread and something purporting to be edible for a real breakfast, after all, I had worked up quite an appetite when I had my removals hat on. I returned, fully ready to be fed, watered and read. I moved the mouse, dismissed the screensaver and started on the story.I have no idea how long that lasted. All I know was that I was still holding the slice of bread — now dog-eared and hard as nails - and the tea was cold with a thick skin on top. I frowned. “Mila and I will go furniture shopping when she arrives. I was to tell you that the only rooms you are allowed to give input on are the study and the kitchen.”“Hey, what about my bedroom?”Zoe gave me a condescending look and pulled a piece of paper from her pocket and read it. “Michael, we have decided that each of the wives will get their own room. You will get the master bedroom, but if you expect us to sleep with you, we will decorate it.”She smiled as she looked up at me, “This will be the.