Dairine didn't know the precise coordinates, so she let Roshaun handle them.
They appeared in a very bright room.
"Where are we?" Dairine asked immediately after recovering from the backlash of the wizardry.
"One of my private rooms, no servant is allowed in these corridors without being summoned first, we shall not be disturbed." He answered.
Dairine nodded and proceeded to look around the room, noticing that Roshaun was rummaging around in one of the dressers lining the walls.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"We're going to see my parents, I need to look decent, you'll need to change as well." He said, eyeing her jeans and T-shirt.
"The last time I was here, I was filthy from coming back from an excursion and kicking the Lone-Power's butt, I don't think your parents will mind very much." She argued.
"For me then?" he pleaded.
She scowled and rolled her eyes.
"You can change in there," he said, gesturing to an adjacent room, leaving her no room to argue. She rolled her eyes once more and went into the room.
She looked down at her jeans and Star-Wars T-shirt. She was rather fond of the T-shirt, it was black and had Obi-Wan Kenobi and Darth Vader fighting with light sabers on it. The blue and red of the sabers glowing out considerably.
That gave her an idea. She told Spot what she wanted and he began the wizardry for the change.
It didn't take as long this time and she wasn't worried that Roshaun would see anything.
She looked down at the simple white dress she was wearing, not unlike Princess Leia's dress. Her hands reached up instinctively to touch her hair. Sure enough, her hair was in two buns on either side of her head.
She smiled and walked back into the main room.
Roshaun had already changed and was waiting for her. When he saw the dress he asked, "Dare I ask?"
"Don't ask." Dairine replied.
"I like your hair down you know…"
"Well, it's part of the costume for it to be in buns, so deal." She said, leaving him no room to argue.
He shrugged and offered her his arm, "Care to let me escort you to the throne room? My father received an anonymous note telling him to be in there by now, my mother will accompany him. So they are waiting."
"I would love to," she said, taking his arm.
As they walked down the hallway, Roshaun pointed to doors saying things like, "that's my father's study," or "that's my mother's library." Dairine really enjoyed the tour.
Finally, they reached the throne room.
They walked in unannounced, Roshaun had anonymously arranged it that way. They walked arm in arm to the opposite end of the room.
At first, the king and queen did not recognize them, but then the queen did and she went running to meet them.
She grabbed her son and kissed him on both cheeks. "You're alive! By Aeythrs! You're alive!"
She then grabbed Dairine and kissed her on both cheeks as well, "You have brought him back to me! Thank you! Thank you!"
"It was nothing really…" Dairine began, but the queen would hear nothing of it.
"Nonsense, it is everything! Thank you!"
She pulled them to the king and Roshaun turned to face his father.
Roshaun bowed slightly and his father nodded in acknowledgement.
"You are home." The king whispered. Roshaun merely nodded.
The king broke into a smile, "We shall have a feast! In honor of the crown prince returning home! You will come too of course," he said to Dairine.
"Of course," Dairine said, what else could she say?
"Dear, call up the kitchen, I want a feat ready, just a small one, one for four people, nothing too big just yet."
The queen nodded and disappeared from the room. The king beckoned Dairine and Roshaun to follow him.
Dairine followed the two men in silence. They were talking animatedly. Dairine heard her name mentioned several times.
Finally, they reached the dining room. Roshaun's father took his seat at the head of the table, Roshaun took a seat at the king's right and gestured for Dairine to sit on his right.
Dairine took her seat and listened to the conversation. They were talking about Roshaun's rescue.
The queen joined them shortly after and food was brought.
Dairine enjoyed the food for the most part. Even though she hardly recognized any of it.
When they had finished all three courses, Roshaun's father spoke, "Roshaun, when we are finished here, I would like to see you in my office."
Roshaun paled, but kept his composure. "Of course."
That only made Dairine worry.
AN: Ha! Here's a cliffie for you! I'll try to post the next chapter soon.