Monsieur Treville ran into Louis' office "Do you know where the musketeers are?"

"No." Louis answered, standing from his desk "I think they're training."

Treville turned around and looked back out the room "I wish I knew where they trained!"

Louis nodded "You and me both. But none of them will tell."

"What's the problem?"

Louis and Treville spun around to see Corinne standing in the far corner.

Louis stared at her confused "How did you get there?"

Corinne shrugged "I've been here." then she looked at Treville "What did you need Captain?"

"I need to speak to the whole group of you." Treville answered, slightly smiling.

Corinne nodded "They're in the library."

Treville nodded "Thank you." He bowed to Louis, and then left the room.

Louis turned to tell Corinne something, but she was gone "How does she do that?" he shrugged "I guess she goes out the window."

Corinne ran through the passageways as fast as she could. She burst into the training room "Girls! Andrew! To the library! ASAP!"

They didn't ask questions, they just ran.

Corinne pushed open the secret door that was behind a bookshelf and they all ran out.

They all grabbed a random book and either plopped down on the floor or in a chair.

Corinne had just pushed the door back closed when Treville walked through the door.

He raised an eyebrow when he saw everyone, panting for breath while reading a book.

"Your Highness." Treville said, looking at Corinne "I'm amazed you got here so fast."

Corinne chuckled nervously "I guess I took a different route. What did you need Capain?"

"There's been a new threat to the royal family." Treville answered "I know It's nothing new, but it's serious."

Corinne placed her hand on her side, trying to calm down her breathing "What's happened?"

"One of the inn keepers in town said that one of their occupants were acting suspiciously," Treville said "So we went to investigate. The people were gone, but they left this." He handed Corinne a piece of paper.

She unfolded it and read it out loud "Now that you've reached Paris, you know what to do. I want the job done by the end of the month or else. Do the job right and you'll be greatly rewarded."

All the musketeers looked at each other.

Corinne folded up the letter "Yeah. Good luck with whatever you're planning."

Treville shook his head "Be on your guard at all times."

The others nodded and the Captain left the room. Corinne stuck the letter in her pocket and slid to the floor, still trying to catch her breath from running.

"Mom?" Lorrain said, looking at her mother "Are you okay?"

Corinne nodded "Oh yeah. Just too much running and talking at the same time."

Viveca, Aramina, and Renee looked down at her doubtfully.

Renee offered her a hand up "Since when?"

Corinne accepted it "Since I stupidly decided to skip out on training for nineteen years." She let out one last big puff of air before smiling "See? Good as new."

But the others still didn't quite believe her.

When they returned to the training room, Corinne and her friends sat on the side and watched their children train.

Aramina sighed "It's such a pity Andrew was a boy. It would have been fun teaching someone to use the fans."

Corinne smiled "But, if he had been a girl, that wouldn't have happened."

They all looked over to where Andrew and Lorrain were sword fighting together, both laughing as they did.

"What do you think of that paper?" Lorrain asked, ducking a blow.

Andrew shrugged "I don't know. It could be serious, or it might be nothing at all."

"Really? Like what?"

"Well," Andrew said as he parried an attack "It could just be someone here to get something that isn't sold where they're from."

Lorrain rolled her eyes "Yeah. Maybe a fashion designer came here to steal Viveca's designs!" then, with a final move, she sent Andrew's sword flying across the room.

With a small yelp, Corinne ducked as the sword struck the wall. She sat up and looked at the sword.

Lorrain laughed nervously "Sorry Mom."

Corinne yanked the sword out of the wall "Just glad I was paying attention." Then she tossed the sword back to Andrew.

"Is mom acting strange to you?" Lorrain whispered to her friends.

Victoria shrugged "She might be contemplating that letter."

"True." Lorrain shrugged and then glanced over at her mother. She wasn't sure, but as she watched, she thought she saw several shades of color drain from the Queen's face.