Charlaine finished her writing and waited while the ink dried. Her duty as a commander was to regularly report to the grand mistress of the order, yet she couldn"t help but feel all her efforts so far were nothing more than stop-gap methods. Perhaps the coming season would allow her to make better progress.
Marlena opened the door. "Someone to see you, Commander."
"Oh? I didn"t know we were expecting anyone?"
"We weren"t.”
"And who is this mysterious visitor?"
"Temple Captain Miranda."
"I knew a Miranda in Ilea. Could it be the same person?"
"You’d know better than I. Shall I show her in?"
"Of course."
The captain who stepped through the doorway had a shock of red hair, along with a patch covering her left eye.
Charlaine stood. "Miranda," she exclaimed. "It is you!"
The captain
