Sekmet barely managed not to grin.  Maybe this year's crop of new students was not doomed to be a waste? There was at least one reasonably intelligent one among them. Too bad the girl was already in the service of the pampered little princess.<br/><br/><strong>"An excellent stratagem!  Dawdle forth and sow confusion among our competition,"</strong>she nodded, winking at the 'guard dog'. Then she turned to the other two.<strong>"After you.  Explore as you like."</strong><br/><br/>It would be<em>utterly</em>unfair for her to give them a heads up about the, ah, detention rooms down there or any of the oft-used nooks and crannies where the first group of students had often sought a little privacy for delicate negotiations.  Yes, utterly unfair.  She was a seasoned veteran of these halls, after all, and it would promote a better learning experience if she allowed things to proceed without interference.<br/><br/>Besides, it would be amusing to see Elinor's reaction to the punishment cells.  And with her bodyguard elsewhere...perhaps an opportunity to find out just how like her mother she might prove could be arranged?  But no.  First, the game had to be finished.  Achieve complete superiority over the foe, then contemplate recreation.<br/><br/>As she followed the other two down the stairs, she let her eyes linger on Elinor's tempting rear as she studied the Red noble, wondering how best to crack her defenses.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Figure Out A Person, Part Two--Elinor</div><div class="spoiler_body">What do you hope to get from me?</div></div>