A/N: One of my other random ideas - apparently no one likes my Thayet/Raoul. And I don't blame you....I don't really know where it's going. It sounded like a good idea in my head....ah, well, if anything comes to me, fear not, for I shall update that story!! But for now, as long as I CAN get a story going with this one, this story shall be my main priority. It might seem rather random, but I think it'll work. I don't want to give away any pairings, but I don't think it's been done before. It's an alternate to Trickster's Choice.

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It's as if all the interesting men were born in your generation. pg. 8 Trickster's Choice

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Aly sighed as she sat down on the chair next to her father, Baron George of Pirate's Swoop. She tapped her foot lightly against the floor as he read the latest letter from her mother. What's it say?

George looked up at her, apparently unaware that anyone else was in his study. She wants us to come to Corus. She's taking a month's vacation, but Jon doesn't want her to come all the way back here.

Aly sighed. And I had just left that horrid place....

The baron laughed, It's not horrid...but you better wash that blue out of your hair before your mother sees you.

She stood up. Yes, milord. She bowed deeply, imitating her twin brother who was a page at the palace.

George sighed. If all else fails, you'll make a wondeful Player. Off with you. He waved his hand and re-read the letter.

Aly walked to her rooms and began to re-pack her things. She looked in the mirror and decided that maybe she wouldn't wash her hair. Yes, that would be good for her mother, see her daughter's wild, true side. she said to the mirror as she toyed with her hair, she should see the real side of me - the side of me that wants to be a Player! She laughed and twirled around her room, pretending to be waltzing with some handsome knight.

She stopped when she noticed a letter from her eldest brother, Thom. She picked it up and read it again.

Dear Aly,

All is well here at University. My studies are going wondefully - top of my class as we all knew I would. You should really come join me - you're Sight is by far the strongest I have ever seen. You should really reconsider.

Your loving brother,

Thom

Aly looked out her window. Did she want to go to University? Sure, visiting there was fine. Did she want to become a knight like the entire kingdom expected her to be? She rubbed her temples. This is what having famous parents gets me - a midlife crisis at 16. Wonderful.

She opened the door to her bathroom and started the hot water in her tub. She might as well wash her hair. She didn't really want to anger her mother during the war. She sighed, undressed, and stepped into the tub; the steam relaxing her brain and erasing all thought. She could worry about her life later.

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She sat down at the dinner table with her father. They ate in silence until Aly brought up a touchy subject....

No, your mother would kill me.But Dad! You've taught me everything you know! (A/N: I know she calls him Da, but I think it's annoying, and it angers me, so she's calling him Dad. Just deal with it.)

No, Aly. We've gone over this. You could get killed.But Mother's a knight! And the King's Champion too! She could killed anyday! Goddess forbid, but she could! So why can't I be a spy?

George twirled his fork. You sly little girl.... she corrected playfully.

Well, yes, your mother can get killed. But she's much older than you are......And she wishes I were a knight as well. I could get killed then too.

He sighed. You're very right. But you know you're mother, she's very, well,Aye. We'll talk, maybe, when you're at least 17. She smiled and continued to eat. She practically won that battle. She might not have gone to University, but she knew how to win an argument with her parents. She could be very persuasive....yet another reason why she thought she should be a spy.

We live at dawn tomorrow morning.

She groaned. Sorry, but your mother is arriving tomorrow, and we'll get there by next day's morning if we're lucky. (A/N: I have no idea how long the journey would take, so just pretend.) Oh, and bring a few nice dresses.

She looked up from her plate. she asked, raising an eyebrow.

Jon and Thayet are throwing a ball for Alanna's return, and just to keep the nobles occupied.And thank you for washing your hair....

She threw a roll at him, but looked away quickly before he could catch her eye. He shook his head and said quitely, Mithros bless the man who falls in love with you.

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