Alanna walked down the palace way alone once again. In the several months since her and George's betrothal she hadn't been happier. No more worrying about Jon ever asking her to be his queen, no worrying about what people thought of her – she would be the Baroness of Pirate's Swoop, Sir Alanna of Pirate's Swoop, Olau and Trebond – she would be a lady. She leaned against a wall so no one would see her. Alanna knew she was to be a knight always, but lately since her betrothal to George, and Jon's betrothal to Thayet she had been thinking. I know George always has loved me just the way I am. Alanna thought, but its like to some people I'm not a real woman. Thayet even suggested that I wear breeches to my own wedding! Has it gone as far as that? That even Thayet, whose one of my closest friends thinks I should wear breeches to my wedding!
As Alanna was thinking this, a tall figure hooded in black came up behind her and grabbed her shoulders.
"What the?" Alanna muttered as she grabbed her dagger and spun around. The black hooded figure removed his hood and it appeared to be George.
"Hello," George said casually.
"What in god's name are you doing? You gave me a fright!" said Alanna pushing his shoulder.
" I gave you a fright? What are you talking about? I've been following you since you left the palace! I figured you would have known I was following you by now," said George.
Alanna grinned and hugged him, "I wasn't paying attention dearie. I'm tired, and nervous."
"I know how you feel Alanna, but this is for real. We're meant to be together," George said as he lifted her chin so she looked up into his eyes.
"I know George. We do belong to one another," Alanna said as she stood up onto her toes to kiss him.
"Now that's the Alanna I know and love," said George as he pulled her up into his arms.
Alanna smiled and though I hope