Opalyn's viewpoint now occupies empty space above the vast planet of Capital, looking at a prison transport approaching the Facility she was at beforep  She can feel herself held in cradling arms, but not see the man who's holding her, or see herself.  Invisibility, apparently.

Opalyn's viewpoint now occupies empty space above the vast planet of Capital, looking at a prison transport approaching the same Facility she was at before, or some other space-castle-prison just like it.  She can feel herself held in cradling arms, but not see the man who's holding her, or see herself.  Invisibility, apparently.