The Apprentice shakes his head. "No. The Lady President isn't here." He paused, frowning. "I don't think she's here, at least. I don't know. This isn't like where I was. Almost like home, but different, too. No, my teacher is the Bad Wolf." He searched his sketchy memory a moment. "Rose? I think that's her name. It's also a flower, so I might be wrong. She is the Bad Wolf, though."