breakfast was done, Blake was now in his room looking at the package the servant brought in,  he opened the package knowing what was inside.<br/>when he saw his prize, his "friend" for the past 15 years of his life. when the poison failed to kick in, the knife that missed, the swords he considered to be not enough for a basic defense, only "she" the specialized Crossbow he called Stella remained to save him once again.<br/><br/>when he got done checking that she still worked since the day he got her, he put her away in a hidden place in the bedroom ready to be picked up to serve him once more. and then Blake got rid of the remains of the packaging and went to do his rounds around the hospice