"Refugees?" She looked about her then, to the other people in the vast room, All of them? Refugees? That couldn't be.

"I doubt 'Stacy' would rescue just me from all of Corus." Never mind the actual country, or planet. The city itself was just fine. "There ought ot be others. The King, his Queen... Tunstall, Goodwin." At the very least her partners.

"You're mistaken."