She is one.

James and Marna found Grandma Gemma in her sitting room. She smiled as she saw them walk in, "Marna how are you feeling?"

"I'm fine ma'am. The doctor said everything is proceeding nicely." Marna answered.

"Good. I'm so happy for the both of you. Now dinner is almost ready and..."

"Grandma, there's a Commander Horatio John-sen outside." James said, watching his grandmother carefully.

Gemma's eyes widened. "Oh, really. I see. He's outside, on the porch you say?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Alright then. I'll go talk to him. You go get Julien away from the kitchen now before he spoils his supper."

Marna smiled, "How do you know he's in the kitchen?"

Gemma smiled at Marna, "Mother's intuition."

With that Gemma Caruthers rose from the couch and walked towards the front door. She found Commander Horatio John-sen seated on the bench on the porch where James and Marna had left him. "Horatio. A commander now? Was it you I've been sending the reports to these last three years?"

"Gemma. Yes it was me. You know we thought you had died. No reports for sixteen years, then suddenly you contacted us again. What happened? I know it must have been important." Horatio said rising from the bench.

"My son and daughter in law died. Leaving me and my husband with Julien and James. Then five years ago Wilhelm died. With the twins growing up and not needing constant supervision I found I was bored so I sent the updates. I never stopped my mission, but sending detailed reports was...not easy."

Horatio nodded, "Understandable. And you've done a very commendable job here. In more than just your mission. That boy that was on the porch which..."

"You met James and his future wife Marna."

"Yes, splendid young man."

"He has Wilhelm's brains. Julien is more physical. They know nothing about this. Though I think James has figured something is amiss. He's a puzzle solver that one."

"I figured that. But moving on. I've decided to contact you for a very important reason. Very. I have, at this moment one knight in Telnon, undercover. And a Stealth Knight on the way."

"Really? From your section?"

"The Grand Commander thought it would be best to use my command since there was a much lower likelihood of the Templar having any information on us. Adam, a very promising Knight was sent in about a year ago. Mika, a Stealth Knight was sent a week ago."

"A Stealth Knight? Who is the target?"

"High Priest Belden. He's about as corrupt as they come. An absolute pig of a man. Were I twenty years younger I'd have loved to spill his belly open." Horatio paused, taking a calming breath. "Anyhow. A day after she was on her way a report from Adam arrived. He found the Oracle in the Templar prison. I sent in his orders and an addendum to Mika's. They were to rescue the Oracle by any means possible."

"A jail break from the Templar prison isn't easy. Even with a man on the inside for a year..."

"I have the utmost faith in Adam and Mika. But of course they will need help when they get out. And that...that is where your network will come in."

Gemma nodded. "They'll need a means of escaping Telnon, and Veertor proper. I'll see if there's someone out there. One of my usual runners is leaving tomorrow with my boys. He can get the word out to the right people."

"Why can't we use that ship?"

"The Swallow is too big, too slow to get away from a Veer Man 'O War. We need something small, and perhaps newly registered." Just then the dinner bell sounded. "Commander, have a dinner to attend. Hopefully I won't be too distracted by this news. We shall meet at Governor's House tomorrow to go over everything."

"Very well. I have their cover team already en route. I'll leave you now. And it's good to see you, Gemma."

"It's been good to see you too, Horatio."

"And it's great to hear someone call me by my name and no rank. Commander this, and Commander that. It can get quite trying."