“I’m sure they’ll take your food up to your room,” he assured her. “Kathrine take food home,” he told Lyra, who nodded and passed the suggestion on to Twilight. The unicorn picked up Kate’s dishes in her aura, yanking them away from Kate’s grabbing hands. She quickly trotted towards the door, waving the plates slightly in the air, in much the same way Dale had enticed dogs to chase sticks and balls. It had the desired effect; Kate got out of her chair and headed for the door, the two guards trailing behind her.