"No, George, I wont do it. This is your court and I'm not about to take it from you." Alanna replied as she helped the man off the floor and knelt before him "You ain't givnin' this court to me and that is final!"
"Fine, fine. It was worth a shot though wasn't it?" George replied questioning the girl.
"Yes George whatever you say." Alanna replied, "Now if you don't mind I would like to get back to the castle before anyone notices I'm missing. Goodbye boys."
Alanna quickly grabbed her cloak from the floor where it had inconspicuously fallen off sometime during the King of Thieves' speech and walked out of the inn and back up the road to the palace.
"ALAN!!! What are you doing up at this hour???" a voice asked coming out of the shadows
"Well……… um I was um going to visit my sick aunty in the city. Yeah that's it. Your Highness, my sick aunty in the city," Alan replied.
"Get back to your quarters!!! Now!!! If Duke Gareth catches out here he'll go ballistic. How is your aunty by the way, I hope it isn't life threatening. What am I saying! Get to bed! Now! Go on don't stand there staring." Jonathan ordered coming to his senses.
With that said "Alan" returned to his rooms instantly falling asleep after "his" eventful day.