Disclaimer: None of the characters in this story accept for Jakelle and Skyy's personality are mine. The world of Tortall was created by Tamora Pierce and all other characters belong to her (though I wish they were mine).

Skyy was sitting under a willow tree reading when she heard someone walking towards her. She looked up to see her mother standing over her.

"Skky I'm afraid I have to go to Fort Giant Killer. They're having some trouble with wolves and I need to sort it out before someone gets hurt," said Daine. She hated having to leave her daughter alone at the palace but she couldn't bring her with either.

Skyy sighed, "Where's dad going to be?"

"He's with Baron George at Pirates Swoop, seems that they've been having a lot of raids lately," said Daine quietly.

"Oh," muttered Skyy as she went back to reading her book.

"So your father should be back in a day or two and I'll be back in a week," said Daine feeling guilty at the thought of leaving her daughter alone for the second time that month.

"Ok, see you in a week;" said Skyy, she looked up from her book and smiled, "Mother I'll be fine. Don't worry so much!"

"I just feel bad about leaving you," muttered Daine.

"Well don't. I'm fine and you need to help the people at the fort, so go on, I promise not to do anything stupid," said Skky, why didn't her mother understand that she could take care of herself?

"Good bye then," said Daine as she shapeshifted into a hawk.

"See you later!" called Skky then went back to reading her book.

That evening Skky had dinner with the riders then went to her family's suite in the palace. She sat by a window that over looked the front court yard as it started to rain. She just sat there, thinking. When all of sudden she heard a ruckus out her window, she look out to find there was a tiered traveler who had just arrived. She got up and grabbed a cloak, then ran out the secret door her mother had put in so her animal friends could visit. As she got closer the traveler she could tell he was a young man who had traveled a great distance and at great speed. The man then fell off his horse.

A few hostlers had come to see what all the fuss was about and just stood in the rain and watched him fall. That mad Skyy angry, "Don't just stand there! Take his horse to the stables and tell there majesties that they have a visitor! I'm taking him to get clean clothes and food!" The hostlers immediately go to work and did as they were told.