Pushing that all from her mind, she stepped back a little."That is quite alright. I too, must keep my eyes open in the future." So saying, she whisked... by almost dragging William in her wake. Right before rounding a corner, she looked over her shoulder, Megan was still standing there with that smirk firmly on her face, and a challenge in her eye.Blake exited the door to his own quarters, across from the twin's rooms, with a distracted air. He had slept poorly last night. Images of stormy gray. Qwerty start to speak. Mr. Qwerty smiled "you are Kevin Beaker and you have been an employee at the Montcliff estate for 47 years is that correct?" Kevin Beaker nodded "aye 47 years, started out as a pot boy in the kitchens and worked my way up to butler, until the new Lord took over then I was demoted to working as a footmen for objecting to his striking a young housemaid" Mr. Qwerty smiled again "and what brought you here today? Mr. Beaker" Beaker smiled at Allora "when Miss Karen Mayes wrote. There is a faction aboard that would rather continue with our tried and true method of simply taking what we want, but I hope to change that...”With sharp suddenness, another voice overrode the one speaking, and the computer continued to translate. “Fuck you, First. I, your Captain, am back in command!” the voice screamed. “There will be no trade with these... humans. We will destroy a few major cities to get their attention, then take what we want – Standard Operating Procedure. No more of. " Say penis, dear, or member. Don't be common."The girl nodded. "Sorry." Just call the captain when you are ready; tell him where and when, and he will send the next one on his schedule. Never choose one by name, understand? They are, theoretically all the same."The girl nodded and licked her lips. She had been allowed to observe the last swearing in of new members of the Queens' Own Lancers, as the palace guard was properly known. The novices had appeared before her mother naked, gleaming with.