"The courts of Baedal?" Anna asks eagerly. "If there is a Prince, then I must present myself to him - or her - as soon as possible." Perhaps she shouldn't get her hopes up overmuch, but still: a Prince, a structure, would change everything. Idly, she wonders if she might reclaim her Harpy position.

"This Rejean... what manner of position does he hold? Is he an envoy of some sort to Hellsing? I confess, the description 'colorful' doesn't precisely inspire confidence, but I have my priorities and I trust myself to remain diplomatic so long as there is need to."