Mona cocked a perfectly manicured brow as she took the document and peered over it. "I will make sure this gets to the Chancellor as soon as I am able," she said, putting on a sickly sweet smile that so clearly was false. Desdemona had never really gotten along with her own gender, and while Kastra was beautiful... she was just as much of a spitfire as Mona could be. "Is there anything else you would like?" she asked, tempted to add 'besides a full pardon. Rebels do not get those'. In fact, Mona wondered why she was even allowed back in Berlin, when she so clearly had taken a side with the rebellion that had no hope of ever winning or even making it past a single battle.