A/N: Oh, tut, tut. Some of you were angry that I kept spelling Daine's name wrong. Well, I guess I will just have to work on my memory, aren't I doing better now? Read on, and please review. And some of you asked me who Kaldron was, now what makes you think I am gonna tell you that? Haha, see ya. Have any of you read Trickster's Queen yet?

Chapter 6:

Alanna rolled up her pack and stuffed it into her bag. The two knights followed her lead. Numair and Daine saddled their horses and the company set out for the capital.

An hour into the trip Daine swung around in her seat and her eyes searched the trees. She had been feeling someone watch her since she had gotten up this morning. Numiar touched her arm, "Are you alright Daine?"

She faced forward again, "I'm fine just jumpy this morning." She gave him her sweet smile and he let it go. Linsk and Brianlener were arguing about who would get the loaf of bread for lunch when Alanna yelled for them both to shut up. Linsk laughed and began to call her names, teasing her, one of which was "Old frog and part hag" and Alanna responded with almost her foot up his ass.

Numair laughed and urged his horse toward Alanna who was smacking Linsk on the head. Daine fell back and looked up at the trees again, "I know your there Kaldron, show yourself."

Kaldron dropped down on the branch closet to Daine. He sat there and stared at her, Daine knew she had little time so she spoke quickly, "If you want to figure out your past you need to talk to Numair, and plus I don't want you sneaking around me, it's creepy."

Kaldron continued to look at her, "When is a good time to speak to Numair?"

"At dinner tonight," said Daine. Then she heard her friends calling for her and she galloped away leaving Kaldron in the dust.

Night fell and the company made camp in a small clearing not far off the path. Alanna set to work on putting up spells so they could sleep in peace and Linsk and Brianlener prepared dinner. Daine lead Nuamir away to a tall tree near camp.

"Why are we standing here?" asked Nuamir.

"Kaldron said he would meet us," answered Daine. Numair looked startled but did not say anything. A figure dropped to the ground in front of them, it stood tall and looked in Numair's direction, "What have you got to say?" Nuamir called on his gift and his staff gave off just enough light so he could see Kaldron.

"Daine has spoken to her parents, it seems that we need to know if you have any marks on you," said Numair.

"I have none," the teen said.

"Are you sure? You answered fast," remarked Numair.

Kaldron hesitated then finally said, "I don't have any."

Numair shrugged, "If you did it would help solve a great deal. It is not matter to me, but to you."

Kaldron pulled his shirt halfway up and turned around, "I only have this small crescent moon on my back."

Indeed the thing was small, only the size of a thumb fingernail. The moon was the color blue and the picture did not appear to give of a "dead" look. Numair began thinking to himself and Daine took Kaldron aside, "If you come with us we can help you. Numair, myself, and all the mages at court can help you discover who you are. But you must not lie to us, you have to trust us, understand?"

Kaldron nodded, "I will do whatever you ask of me."

Daine shook her head and went to talk with Numair. After a moment Daine signaled Kaldron that they were heading back to camp and that he was to join them. Kaldron followed them and thought "Why can't I remember, who is stopping me?"