"Of course you would, but that, too, is unacceptable. 'Neutral' for you is potentially hostile territory for me." I digested that one quickly. Were things getting that dicey in the political in-fighting game? "You will visit the palace," he repeated, "and present yourself at the reception desk at"—he glanced off-screen—"one o'clock this afternoon. That gives you two hours to decide whether to accept my invitation, Mr. Montgomery." He smiled frostily. "Would that suit you?"