Anne said nothing to Doom even before he sealed the door. She had nothing to say to him. And she was most certainly not going to pretend to be nice and cordial. She had done enough of that in her own time with Henry. The time for pretending was done. Anne gave a growl of annoyance as she plopped into a chair in the middle of the room. She shook her head and tried to keep calm for a few minutes. Anne knew that her control of her magic came from focus, that's what Morgan had told her. If she wanted to even attempt to thwart Doom from the inside, she would need all of her wits about her.

Especially given that Doom had better mastery of magic than her. She would need to surprise him, get the edge on him an catch him off guard.

...but how??