"Alanna, wake up!" said Maria, "we're leaving in an hour!" "Coming" was the mumbled reply. Soon they were on the road to Corus.

As they approached the city, a gruff voice called out from the dark, "Halt." Alanna and Maria did as the stranger said, for they we're surprised. "Follow me." "Wait!" Alanna cried, "Where are you taking us to?" "Noble ladies do not ask questions in my point of view!" Maria nudged Alanna, so they just followed the man quietly. When the man began to slow down, Alanna noticed the sign on the inn he was heading for. It said, Dancing Dove. Alanna and Maria left their mares and cautiously approached the entrance. Gruff hands grabbed their shoulders and pushed them in. "Bring His Majesty, he'll want to deal with these himself," said the man who had stopped them on their way. "No, I'm here Marek," a new lilting voice said. Alanna looked his way. He was tall and had broad shoulders, light brown hair, hazel eyes, and a nose that was too big for good looks, "But he does look handsome." thought Alanna. "What on earth are u think of!" she thought to herself again. "Let them tell their reason, and if it doesn't threaten us, just let them go." Said the man who was called Majesty. Alanna decided to speak. " We're from the convent, and we were sent to the palace to find husbands." Alanna spat. A fresh scowl formed on her face, as she remembered when the Head Priestess told her and Maria that they would be leaving for Corus. His Majesty, considered it, and finally said, "Go, and if you ever need spies, come talk to me, oh, and visit us too. By the way, call me George."

Alanna and Maria left the Dancing Dove, and finally left for the palace.