So, what do they call her?”Jeff hesitated. “I think it interprets to something like MIR-14708. At least that’s the rough translation from Miadax...to English according to First.”“So, you’ve asked her name – designation – whatever? What do you call her? Surely not fourteen seven zero eight.”“I ... haven’t tried to call her by any name, and as you infer, I can’t bring myself to call her by a number, no matter how accustomed she is to answering to something like that.”“So, what about Aiden or. A double victory. We beat them, and more importantly, allowed the High King to get behind them. We no longer face an army, we face a rabble. A dangerous thing, a rabble, but not as dangerous as an army." Yes, sir." Captain Count Nicomoth has asked that you come to him, young man. How say you?" An engineer, Captain-General?" Legios was stunned."Yes. You won't get to do any engineering for a while, though... just supervision of troops under someone else's command. Of course, that's going to be. She perked up considerably with her last question.“What about your father?” she had asked.“He left us when I was little,” Cal replied, “he went back to America.”“Wait?” Sally interjected, “your father’s American?”“Yes,” Cal replied, “does that matter?”“Is he named on your birth certificate?” Sally asked.“Yes, Derek Jack Warner, he was in the US Air Force, he was posted back to the USA. According to Mum he promised to send for us.”“Oh, I’m sorry,” Sally said, sounding sincere, “but that helps. You’re welcome. You know I’m big on experimenting. I thought you two might make a good pair. This time I was right on the money, L. D. Solace Tynan is a natural. She’s got the “it factor. I just wish people could see past her visual impairment.” Ardena’s pride in Solace was transparent. She was known for saying what she felt. How she managed to do so with aplomb was a well-guarded secret. All Ardena would admit to was a plain, old-fashioned Southern upbringing. Ardena thought she might have.