In the Kyprish Isles the Queen's Lady Spymaster Alianne Crow sat in the newly finished and improved palace with her beloved husband Nawat and her five children. It had been three years since the rebellion and as of now her first son Ulasim was three, her second son George was at the tender age of one and a half, and her three triplets Junai, Alanna, and Barwranithes (Bar-wran-eith-es) were around four months old. At the current point in time Aly was trying to keep her mind off of her soon to arrive sixteen year old queen, while focusing on keeping everyone of her children happy and satisfied. Not that it was an easy task to keep five young children happy, but for some reason her mind kept wandering back to her young charge the queen.
Aly's husband Nawat recognized the look on his wife's face instantly as worry, so he so he softly murmured, "she'll be fine, don't worry so much, let us just try to concentrate on the nestlings."
"I'm trying not to worry," Aly replied, "but it is harder than it looks," this statement got a warm chuckle out of her husband, and she then tipped her head up for his kiss.
Yet the kiss never came, for at that very moment a messenger burst into the room and announced that the queen and her escort had been spotted.
"Oh gods, this is it," breathed Aly.
"She'll be fine," Nawat reassured her, "and so will you," he added.
"Lets go," Aly said, much more confidently than she felt.