”“I promise. Let me get the tea and we’ll talk.”I got the teapot and two mugs and we went to the ‘Indian’ room. I poured the tea and we si...ped it quietly for a bit.“I thought about your question about Free Will and God’s omniscience,” Michelle said. “And I can’t work out an answer. I thought about looking up the Roman Catholic answer, or talking to my priest, but I felt that was cheating. What’s your answer? The one you said might not be satisfactory?”“That God, if he fits the usual Christian. ‘No, no, no, I’m not Jesus either…’ He wasn’t missing a single chance to joke this morning, seemed like he was on a perfect mood. ‘But I’m the man who will take you for a morning, fresh air walk and will buy you an ice-cream if you are a good girl.’ ‘And how you want me to prove I’m the best girl in the world? – licking it slowly and gently?’ She bit left side of her lower lip, ambiguously talking about ice-cream. ‘Now, all you prove is that you are a very bad girl in the bad wolf’s cave…’. "But you're still filthy."I laughed. "My helper turned on the water and got the place where I was working too muddy," I said, looking at Josh, who was watching us closely, not sure what to make of our exchange. "Colleen, this is Josh. He's going to attend the military academy with me. Josh, this is Colleen. She's in college."They exchanged nods. I gave Josh credit for recognizing that Colleen wasn't going to talk with him there. He wandered off and I sat down next to her, careful to not get too. As she entered her room, her servant greeted her with surprise, "Mistress Mileena, I heard what happened. I thought you'd been imprisoned." The meekish caramel-skinned woman frantically straightened her skimpy slave garb."Those incompetent fools could never hold me." Mileena grabbed her sais and sheathed them at her waist. "My father has grown too irrational and it's time his reign was put to and end."The servant gulped hard, "I know that you are an incredible fighter and very capable, but I.