He watched from the hedges as the girl had looked about.  A sly smirk covered his face.<br/><em>Clever, clever girl.</em>The now freelance contractor decided it was time to intercede.<br/>"Mistress, oh dear, my lady what happened to your clothes?" Valoren said his english accent dripping with revolt that her 'nice dress' was now gone, "It took the tailor's three weeks to make that finery for you."<br/>He approached the officer and with a devilish smile he bowed, "Pardon me dear sir, but I can escort my Lady Marie home, I did come all this way to find her."<br/>"I'm sorry sir, I can't do that, I need a statement down at the station."<br/>"Well good officer, I know that you are trying to do your job, but she never really thinks clearly when she's scared, if you allow it I will make certain she sends her report as soon as she has had time to get over whatever appalling and traumatic experience that she has had to bear alone.  Besides she is late for evening tea."<br/>"I-I don't think that is a good Idea," The officer stammered at his persistence.<br/>"You see, my name is Val, I am her ever faithful manservant, and I can assure you, you will get the report,"  The demon smirked.<br/>