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Gisela POV

"Quinlin Sonden. You seem awfully confident for someone who has completely and utterly failed me in every conceivable way." She was almost pleased when his arrogant air fermenting her fine home dissipated at her glare; but not quite. She rolled her eyes, "You've no reason to loom in the doorway, Quinlin, if I wanted you dead you would be by now." She gestured towards the couch opposite of her. To his credit the tall elf did not hesitate, he simply inclined his head towards her and sat down. She always did like that about him, he was one of the few people who could dredge an ounce of respect out of her. Quite the feat to accomplish, truly, a pity what she was going to have to do to him. A respectable henchman was hard to come by. Not that he saw himself that way, a henchman, but in reality he was her puppet. Just like everyone. To other's the brewing conflict would be seen as a war, but to her, it was just a game of chess. A game where she was controlling both sides, making the rules. They were all her pawns. She smiled to herself.

"Silent are we? Good. Stay that way. Now I would like to know how you let a thirteen year old amnesic child escape your very secret underground hideout under your very strict watch." She raised her hand when he opened his mouth to begin concocting some absurd excuse for his failure." I am not done. I want you to explain to me, in excruciating detail- please, leave nothing out- how you have thrown away my extremely generous offer of mercy that had one simple condition. That you track down my daughter! Now, I was under the assumption you were the greatest telepath in the Elvin world. Please do explain to me how the most powerful elfin telepath has failed to track down a wayward teenage girl!"

She noticed him shifting uncomfortably before speaking, "Oh you are right to be uncomfortable. Few, and by few I mean I can count the amount of people on my right hand and have fingers left over, have failed me so miserable as you and survived to tell the tale. And I could. I could kill you so effortlessly that I would never even lift my pinkie. Speak. Explain yourself, convince me not to kill you right here, right now."

He cleared his throat, "My Lady, I did everything I could but we were overpowered. Sophie did not escape she was taken. By the Black Swan. There was a disturbance and I had trusted Brant to keep watch. If anyone has failed you it was him."

What an intriguing development. It seems her pawns have just one upped her last move. But it was inconsequential. She still had the perfect move to achieve checkmate. "You petty child. Brant is with us because of his raging power, but you know he is unstable. Trusting his with a responsibility other than destruction is doomed to fail and you know that as well as anyone, making this your fault. As I said before." She massaged her temple; she might as well be the only elf here with a brain the way they all acted. "Tell me you know where she is now and that is why you dared to show your face to me."

"Actually, we do have a relative location. My mental range has been blocked. Forkle no doubt. But I am stronger than him and found she is in the Forbidden Cities. I am still narrowing it down but I know that she is in Connecticut. It is a state in America."

"Find her."

"I'm sorry?"

"Find her. Now. Push harder and find out where she is. I'm done waiting."

"But…that power is beyond me. It takes time." Gisela looked directly into his eyes and she relished the power she felt when his eyes glazed over and in a trance he closed his eyes and began searching. A few minutes later, his nose bleeding and his face drenched in sweat Quinlin open his now clear eyes to face her. "I-how did you do that to me? What did you do to me?"

"Her location?" She said ignoring his inquiries. He seemed too afraid to press it. Never taking his eye off of Gisela he pulled out his memory log and transferred his memory of her. He handed it to her, saying he would have a definite address once he gathered his thoughts. Sure enough, there was Sophie, sitting in a tree with some human boy. To her surprise the human leaned over and kissed Sophie on the cheek, causing her to blush beet red. Another intriguing development, but not to be overlooked.

"Quinlin, what does the Black Swan have that we don't?"

He seemed confused by her question, "Nothing. Truly they have pathetic numbers in everything from resources to men to hideouts compared to us. Statistically they can't beat us. Well, without the girl."

"Precisely. Statistically we cannot loose. But Sophie is the deciding factor. She could sway the end result. And she is what the Black Swan has that we don't. You may have succeeded in wiping her mind, but we both know that term is misleading. A memory that is there cannot be simply wiped away. A memory is an imprint on a person's mind. You cannot destroy a memory without destroying the surrounding tissue. You cannot just undo the impression. Now you can fill them in, put in blank blocks, fake memories, but you still have not erased the indention. And a heavy rain can wash away any fill in. That imprint may be blocked, but that does not erase intuition, instinct. Instinct that will tell Sophie to trust the Black Swan and not us. Not me. No, I'm done chasing this insolent child around the world only for her to be resistant. I need her to come willingly. To be on our side. It's time for the Moonlark to come home."

"And how do you propose we do that?"

"No we. Me. I will get her to come home by using the very weakness the Black Swan thinks will get her to help then against her. She loves too deeply. Sophie's not the only one with more than one ability. It's time I use mine. And I think I know just the person who can help me." She looked at the human with Sophie in the tree. It was time. Her Moonlark was coming home.