The Dancing Dove
Alanna frowned. There was no way in the world she was going to leave this spot. She was sitting on the stairs to the rooms in the Dancing Dove. She had followed the thief to this place, and she wanted to talk to him.
"You still here lass?" an old drunk asked her; he said his name was Solom.
She nodded her head. She had been sitting there for about an hour, and she was starting to feel it was a bit of a waist of time, but she wanted to know…
The old man sighed. "I'll see what I can do, it's not good for a pretty lass like you to sit around drunken roughly men." And walked up the stairs.
It took all Alanna's patients not to snorting the man's face and burst out laughing when he said that. Roughly men… ha! Like they could lay one hand on her.
Just as she though that, a hand gripped her shoulder. Alanna jumped.
"His Majesty said he would talk with ye now," a voice that turned out to be Solom's said.
Alanna stood up and brushed down her dress… it was awfully dusty in this place.
Solom lead her to a door, and knocked on it three times.
"Wait here for a bit," he grumbled and left.
After five minutes, Alanna leaned against the wall. How boring was this?
The door opened.
"Come in," A gruff voice said.
Alanna walked in gracefully, just to annoy him.
The man shut the door behind her.
"Nice place you have here," Alanna muttered sarcastically.
"Now will you mind tell me what you want?"
"Touchy, touchy," Alanna told him while picking up one of his daggers and having a look at it. It's hilt had a nice design on it, and it had a good grip…
The man came over and took it from her. "What do you want?"
"You knew my name, how?" Alanna asked.
"And why should I tell you?"
"Because if you don't, I could tell the king where you live."
"And I could kill you before you go ten steps out of my room."
"But you wont."
"And you wont either."
"How do you know that?"
He shrugged.
"From the same person who told you my name, I bet," Alanna told him angrily.
"You can't keep anything from your servants," he told her with his head up high.
Alanna stared at him. "So what's your name? You know mine so it's only fair."
"My name is Paula."
Alanna stared at him and rolled her eyes, and I'm the queen of Totall.
"Your majesty," he said mockingly while bowing.
"That was not funny…"
He shrugged.
Alanna shook her head and headed toward the door. "Well bye to you, king of thieves," she told him and Left.
*
George stared after her, that girl would get herself into a lot of trouble one day if she didn't watch her tongue. Oh well, that wasn't his problem.
Then it struck him… how did she know he was the king of thieves?