Disclaimer : Once again I do not own anything that is mentioned by Tamora Pierce.

Prologue - Some Time in the early hours of 448 HE

To say that the birth of what was hopefully to be their last child was easy would be an understatement. The King paced nervously outside of the birthing room, as he did with his when his other seven children were being born.

With a frustrated growl he sat down in the high back chair that faced the and ran his hand though is coal black hair before it joined is partner at the bridge of his nose as he sent a silent payer to the gods.

"Sire?" said a tired voice and at the sound of another soul, he raised his head and looked at the speaker. The timid maid smiled as she opened the door to the chambers the whole way to revel the midwife who looked just about, if not more, tired then Jon felt himself. What caught his attention though was not the tired pair, but the little bundle that was lying in the midwife's arms.

"Congratulations, its a girl." Even before those words left the first maids mouth, Jon was already on his feet and taking the baby girl from the midwife and holding her close to him a huge smile on his face as he walked by the pair and back into the chamber.

There were a few protests to him being in the room but he just gave the speakers a look that silenced them.

"How is she?" his wife asked as Jon sat down on the bed, the strain of birth still evident in the room as well as the look on Thayet face as she gave him a weak smile.

"See for yourself" he said returning the smile back to her as he passed his new joy in life to his wife. Has Thayet held the new member of the family Jon took a cloth from the midwife that was wiping Thayet brow and took over the job.

"We never did come up with any names did we?" Thayet said as the baby grabbed onto her finger that she was using to rub down the babies face and held on tightly, which caused the Queen face to brighten up.

"No, I believe we have been too occupied at the moment for something like that, what if we named her Jessamine?"

"Jessamine" Thayet said testing it out before she would agree, and just before she answered, the baby gave to small sneezes and opened its eyes reveling deep sapphire blue eyes shocked at the sound. Both Jon's and Thayet's smiles got bigger as the watched and waited to see what Jassamine would do next, but the she just closed her eyes again and to all appearances fell right back asleep.

"I believe she likes it," Thayet said as she gave her husband a kiss on the cheek before a small yawn escaped her lips.

"Why my dear, I do believe you are tired" Jon said with a smile as he left the bed and walked around to the other side where he scoped up his wife bridal style as she laughed clutching their baby to her breast. Carrying the two out of the room, Jon ignored the maids and priests that tried to stop him and carried to their bedchamber that was right in the next room.

"You would be too love if you had to push something for hours"

"Well it is time for you to sleep then" he said as he laid her down on the bed and gently taking Jessamine from his wife's arms. Laying the baby down in her own crib that had just been moved to their chambers only a few short moments ago before he joined his wife in the bed and held her close as they both slowly started to fall asleep.

"I am glad that Numair was wrong about us loosing her" Jon said quietly remembering that faithful day when Numair approached him and told him that they day that his last child was born he would loose her to fate.

"Lets not speak of that right now." Thayet replied as she yawned and snuggled in closer to Jon.

"Your right" Jon said, then giving his wife a light kiss on the head he relaxed and within moments he was asleep.

"JON!" Thayet yelled startling him out of the nice dream he was having.

"Thayet?" he asked as he sat up reaching up to rub the sleep from his eyes but he stopped when he seen the stricken look on his wife's face and then his eyes went straight to the baby crib, which was turned on its side. Empty.

"Dear Gods" he swore.

18 Years later

"You have to help us Lady Kay, we have looked for eighteen years for her but have not found her." Thayet pleaded to the woman who sat in the chair beside her.

"If you have spent eighteen years looking, what makes you think I can find her?" Lady Kay answered, as she scanned both the faces of the Monarchs, her white eyes missing nothing.

Jon sighed as he reached into the hidden pocket of his robe and pulled out an yellowing piece of parchment paper. "We found this hidden in the bedding of the crib the night she was taken, and no one has been able to read it because it's written in the old language."

"And, you are the only one that we have come across in our search that can read and we as speak the language." Thayet continued taking the note from Jon and passing it to the Kay.

Taking a deep breath Kay opened the note and quickly read it then sighed. "Well, good thing I came here when I did" She said smiling "She is not even in this era according to this note. Me and Numair shall leave now and get her."

"Thank you so much Kay, no have no idea how long we have been longing to have her here with us." Thayet stated as she stood up a huge smile on her face as she gave Kay a huge embrace.

A/N K so... I got a review not to long ago asking how is this Tortall and figured that I should put up a prologue to explain things... I know it's a little rushed but for right now it will help to clear a few things up. Do not be afraid to ask any questions... and as to Lady Kay is... well she is the main character in New Magic so as you can tell I have taken the decision to use her in this story :)