Mina ran a hand through her hair, for a moment, forgetting to be angry. She was just bewildered now. It was becoming a familiar feeling. "The night of the Masquerade ball. Stupid idea. I was in court, almost the entire night. Until Leander's Beast or whatever it was attacked us. Then I left. Stopped by my office." Got attacked by a Fae, but that was irrelevant. "And then Rosa, Brie, Brie's ghoul, and I headed north to Waukegan. On a train. I guess I drifted off. The next thing I knew I was here."

She paused a moment, trying to process all the information she was getting. "Doyle's the Prince? What kind of idiot would make Doyle the Prince? The man can barely tie his own shoes without getting lost in downtown Evanston or something."

Mina shook her head furiously. Not the point. Not the point! "Wait, why are you asking me this? What's the last day you remember in Chicago?"