There was a knock at the door to Jon's chambers and only a limited number of people it could be. Her maid, who would go away if she told her to, or DeMorrell or one of his men, who would enter anyway. Jon hoped it was DeMorrell. She had a plan and the sooner she put it into effect, the sooner she might escape her imprisonment in this place and in her current form.
"Enter," Jon called out in that soft voice which was still so unfamiliar to her ears. The door opened and she was definitely surprised by who she saw.
It was her grandfather Jack Merlin, still in the form of Nora and still quite pregnant.
"Grandpa? What are you doing here?" Jon asked.
