Isolde walked alongside Millicent.She concerns were much "louder" than she realized. The fact that Isolde could discern the future from a mere touch on the arm opened the pathway for her to understand without words.<br/><br/>"Millicent, there does not need to be a game plan, as you call it. We are all firmly dedicated to this cause and of course battles and war is imminent. We can plan and plot but le roi noire will not blithely fall into our plans because we say, stop sir,that is not the way you are to play this game. We have bravery, we have strength, now we must have endurance and faith. Evil rules for a short time but just as the blackest night gives way to gentle dawn, so will we overcome if we are faithful."<br/><br/>Isolde and Mill followed behind the men, since Kell was leading the way and was explaining something to Sir Tubertus.She stopped in the path,<br/><br/>"Oh, Millicent!" she cried, putting her slender fingers across her mouth in horror.<br/><br/>"The not caring spell. We are here and have no way of releasing you from it, even if you wanted to. I hope you have not changed your mind. I should have brought that with me but was too distracted with the stranger showing up and my worry for Little Jimmy. When this fray is over, then perhaps, I will be able to conjur you a loving heart once more."