AN: Ok, this is my first fanfic so no flamers please.

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Do I really have to have do one of these? Ah well…..

Italics- thoughts.

Bold Italics-sounds.

I'll think of others as I go along.

Now read.


"No! And that's final!" said Alanna, her voice dangerously quiet and just about to really loose her temper. This was not the first time Aly had asked this. Aly wanted to be a spy just like her father, but Alanna wouldn't allow it. Aly was her only daughter and she deep down loved her very much and was afraid that something would happen to Aly while she's on the field. But Aly was defiant and wouldn't listen. A typical teenager.

"But-"

"No buts!" Alanna's eyes flashed.

Aly stood up, trying to keep her face smooth despite the anger and frustration boiling inside her. This is not fair! Alan gets to be a page and Thom a mage and what about me? I just want to be a spy! Why can't I do that? She stormed out of the room.

Alanna sighed. There's got to be a way to change her mind, she thought tiredly.


Once she was out the door, Aly stopped, taking deep breaths, trying to get a hold of her temper. Then, she turned to her right and headed to her room.

Wham!

"Ouch!"

She had run straight into a wall. Rubbing her bruised head, she looked at the wall.

I don't remember a wall being there. Grumpily, she turned around, demanding what kind of trick her mother was thinking of playing with her.

But before the words could leave her mouth, she crashed into a small table standing in the hall way.

"Wha-!"

Crash!

Crashing to the floor, she acquired another bruise on her head. This was definitely a not her day. Picking herself up from the ground, she dusted herself off. The table was very dusty.

Dusty? But our house is always very clean. Da made sure of that.

"Who-!" She started, wanting to reprimand a servant from neglecting their duty, but the word was left in her mouth when she saw the scene before her.

A servant had run by the door way that was half way open at the end of the hall way. But Aly did not recognize the servant. Strange, she knew all the servants of her household. The hallway in where she was standing was also strange. There were no wall hangings on the wall and everything had a sort of stuffy look, like no one's been here for ages.

Ooook. Something strange was definitely going on.

Where was she?


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