A long road stretched from darkness into light.
As the first rays of sunlight broke over the horizon, Dawn Miles boarded a private vessel, carrying a silver case with Ditto Miles.
"We meet again, Miss Sinclair."
Mrs. M was seated on a leather sofa. She raised a slender arm, lifting the wine glass in her hand in a toast to Dawn.
Dawn Miles gave her a nod and asked coolly, "Where is my room?"
"Don't you want to chat?" Mrs. M took a sip of red wine, a smile playing on her lips as she watched Dawn.
'Her sapphire-blue eyes are beautiful,' Dawn thought. 'Just like Elias Lennox's.'
Dawn paused for a second, studying her. "What do you want to talk about?"
"How about we discuss something you're interested in?"
Mrs. M had someone pour Dawn a glass of red wine and bring over several plates of fruit, settling in as if for a long chat.
"Can you turn off your robot?"
Dawn glanced at the case in her hand and said calmly, "Ditto Miles, hibernate."
"Yes, Master."
