The cleft is still blocked, but we can begin work at the camp, making our preparations,” he replied. He then went on to explain about the rockets an...d system his officers had devised for signalling the mortars.The Prince smiled sadly, “So, there is to be a battle, and men will die. Yet the men dying do not belong to my kingdom. It seems so unfair to ask them to do this.”David smiled, “They do not belong to your kingdom, Sir, it is true, but they belong to the Khana Rifles, which binds them. It was enough to make sure she never did it again. Ann had relaxed a bit and eventually stopped after she decided Helen’s legs and bottom would sting for quite a long time as a good reminder. She rubbed Helen’s bottom as she lay across her lap still whimpering. Helen slowly recovered and was happier staying across Mrs W’s lap rather than standing up. She knew once she did get up she would be doing her usual spanking dance. Ann let Helen lie there a few more moments before ordering, “Get up,. Five minutes later my GPS buzzed on my wrist as I saw the lights shining up the sides of the Washington Monument. I banked to look down at the Pentagon and saw the red laser flashing on and off.I settled to the ground next to the Marine who was flashing the light. He didn’t see me until I was beside him.He jumped two feet straight into the air when he turned to see me.“Eagle-One here to see General Langston, Corporal,” I said as I flipped my shield back over my head and removed my. “What a nice picture,” she said, picking it up. She sat on the bed. “I didn’t know Chad sailed.”“Last summer,” my mom answered for me. “He spent most of the summer at sailing school and got pretty good. Not racing good, just a competent skipper of a decent-sized sloop. Here, I’ve got more pictures.”Mom sat next to Marty on the bed and opened her phone. She scrolled for a half minute, then stopped and pointed. Marty nodded. Scroll, nod. Scroll, nod. Marty took the phone and began scrolling.