Valkyrie sighed dully as she stared out of the window. Warm, heavy night covered Haggard- a night like any other. Only this time she was at home, wrapped up in her bed sheets, her hair faintly mussed and her eyes sad, wondering what the limit to boredom was.

Skulduggery was out there, somewhere, maybe roaming the deserted streets, maybe catching up on his reading, perhaps even meditating. After all, a skeleton never has problems 'falling asleep'.

Or was that just a man thing? Her father never seemed to have trouble either…

He was her partner, her friend, her confidante, and more, so much more. The likes of Ghastly and Kenspeckle might harp on at her for spending all her time with a man who placed so much in the battle, in the fight, but it was in his little gestures like telling her to take an evening off that showed her that it wasn't all that bad.

Which brings us back to our point. Valkyrie Cain was cooped up inside her suddenly restrictive house in the time she usually spent running around screwing up Evil's designs, completely alone and completely without occupation. Oh, joy.

What's more, they were right in the middle of a major case.