Fey brushed a lock of thick brown hair out of her face and behind her ear. Why wont this stupid hair just stay IN the tie? She thought to herself as she brushed it behind her ear once more. "Its useless you know," her mother's favourite maid commented with a grin. She saw her struggle and came over to help and give her hints on how to keep it up. Lacy isn't really like a "maid". rather a VERY helpful friend of the family. All the maids here are. Fey thought as she sipped a cup of grape juice the cook Julliard had slipped to her instead of herbal tea. "Thank Mithros for friendly cooks!" She said jokingly as he filled her cup once more. Her mother did not approve of messy drinks such as grape juice. It was ironic that her favourite drinks and foods were rich with the taste of grape. The loud bell that lightly shook her eardrums signified the end of her mother's meditation hour. She rushed to greet her as she came out of The Silence room, to which she (Being fairly loud and sometimes obnoxious) was forbidden. She gave her mother a quick kiss on her cheek and then started her daily routine: Pestering mum about the letter. Four full moons ago, she had secretly sent a messenger to Corus asking if she could undertake the training to be a knight. Possibly the first lady knight since the great Lady Keladry of Mindelan! The very thought made her quiver. A week before, Fey had received a letter of acceptance from Corus. Ever since, she had been on her VERY best behaviour for her mother so she would send her. But she also had a backup plan in case she had not gotten lucky. She would be on her WORST behaviour until she sent her to Corus if her mother had not given in by three weeks. It was the last day of week one since the arrival of the letter and she was getting impatient. Her mother seemed to reflect on her thoughts before she told her to come into her study.