Sylvia curtsied on seeing Israel walk into her apartment. She had stayed in, brooding since their last talk.

"Sylvia, how are you doing?"Isreal took a seat on the couch.

"I'm okay Milord."She answered.

"You told the head of maids you weren't."Israel haf asked of her from the head maid since he didn't see her thought-out his preparations for Karen and her company.

Sylvia muttered an apology.

"Have you remembered?"He asked. Sylvia gave a solemn nod.

"Then I have no choice" Israel said. "We have a big war tomorrow. The chosen one and her comrades have arrived. You need your memory because you would be at war tomorrow and you need...