Using messengers Sabriel had managed to gather every one at in King Anstyr's Fountain Square. The square was packed with people wondering why they were here. They knew who the women at the front was, in her surcoat of silver keys, she was the Abhorsen, but they were unsure about the man next to her in the red and gold surcoat, the royal surcoat. As soon as Sabriel had started to speak there was silence in the square.

'I am the Abhorsen.' She shouted out to the crowd. 'I was rid the city of dead, and soon the kingdom will be restored.'

A mutter spread through the crowd. A few shook there heads in disbelieve. Seeing this Touchstone decided to step in.

'I am the last of the royal line. The Abhorsen freed me from my prison of death. I will make sure that this kingdom gets restored to original beauty and order shall be restored.'

'How do we know you are the real King?' One man shouted out.

'Come here.' Touchstone shouted out, 'May be my charter mark can prove that I am of the royal line.'

The man walked through the crowd to where Touchstone was standing. He placed two fingers on Touchstone's forehead. The man slipped in to the never-ending spiral of charter marks. Taking his hand away he shouted out, 'He is the king.' Then turning back to Touchstone, 'I'm sorry I ever doubted you. Please let me serve you in any way.' Touchstone thought about the idea, they would need someone to help. Touchstone nodded; meet us in the Sign of The Three Lemons. The man nodded and went back in the crowd.

'Now,' Sabriel shouted, 'we need everyone's help to get the kingdom back in to its original state. Who is with me?'

The crowd gave a cheer of support.

'Ok then. Messengers will be sent out in the nest few weeks. But for now you are all free to return back to your every day life's.' Touchstone shouted.

The crowd started to spill out of the square, returning their normal life's.

Once the Square was empty Touchstone and Sabriel started to head back to the Inn.

'Now,' Touchstone said, placing an arm around Sabriel, 'How about some lunch?'

With rested her head on Touchstone's shoulder, she smiled, 'Lead the way You Royal Highness.'