I have tasted the bitter and the sweet of affairs/ And walked over the rough and smooth path of days.
Yes.
Sir Knight Alanna of Trebond and Olau sits in her tent. George's proposal flashes back in her mind. What should she say? What should she do? What would people say? It wasn't right, or proper…
Alanna thought back to her very first night in the Dancing Dove, or Alan's first night. She had come a long way from that, but was she ready for this? She thought of all the little rifts she had had with George, but then, all the lemonades and ales she had drunken, sitting in front of Old Solom.
She remembers all the times she had snuck out of the palace, and the little private fighting lessons she had had in order to beat Ralon. She remembers all the hints George had been dropping all those years, and the biggest hint he had dropped just now.
"Yes."