Sir Alanna of Trebond and Olau patted her horse, Moonlight, absently, thinking and staring at the walls of Port Caynn.
Unfeminine am I? Maybe compared to those simpering court ladies but George or even Garry or Raoul would never call me that. George, the King of the Rogue, no better than an unprincipled pickpocket. I've always cared for him I guess.
I'm staring out into the night,
Trying to hide the pain.
I'm going to the place where love
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.
Is this right? Running from one man straight to another? At least I know George won't just want me in bed with him. Well, he wants that I bet, but I know he loves me.
I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old
So I'm going home.
Well I'm going home.
Every step I let Moonlight take is one step closer to George. Why is it so hard for me to do this? I've never been Alanna really, with George at least. Even as squire Alan, pretending to be a boy, he was in love with me. What if he's found someone else? He said he would wait 'til I was ready but that was years ago.
The miles are getting longer, it seems,
The closer I get to you.
I've not always been the best man or friend for you.
But your love, remains true.
And I don't know why.
You always seem to give me another try.
Do I regret that I chose to become a knight? If I hadn't I would probably be married to some lord twice my age and the mother of at least two children of his. Goddess! That's disgusting! But, I wouldn't have met George, so no I don't regret my choice.
So I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.
I wish I knew what he was doing now. Almost there. I hope he waited for me. I'm ready for love, him, I think. I remember the look in his eyes whenever I would talk about me and Jonathan. Jealousy, pure jealousy. I know last year he wished he could have been the one who had my heart, but this year? I hope he still does.
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then some you don't want.
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all, yeah.
Here we are, there's Rispah. She's saying something but I'm looking for George. Oh, guess I better introduce Coram. There he is! He looks the same. Gods! Acts the same too. I'm still his lass, that's a good sign.
Oh, well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.
I said these places and these faces are getting old.
So I'm going home.
I'm going home.
Funny, I've never had a real home, but here with George, I finally fell like I'm home. Maybe one day soon I'll tell him what happened in the desert, he deserves to know. For know I'll content myself with going shopping for a dress or two with Rispah, the look on his face, it'll all be worth it. George, he waited for me, he has my heart, always has really. I guess I was too scared to admit it. My George.