Alemay`s P.O.V
Ch.3
I opened my eyes; once again I was in a bed chamber, with my head pounding out a rhythm behind my eyes. The dress I had had on was lying out at the end of the bed. I sighed, getting up and putting the dress back on it took me longer than before because the woman was not there to help with all of the buttons and ties. Once on, I noticed it was slightly rumpled in the front. I smiled, let father get mad. I took out my plaited hair and let it hang free, it hung to my waist. I slipped the slippers back onto my feet. I walked through the passageways and found myself back in the Great Hall. Guided by the smell of food I wandered into the kitchens. A young serving maid gave me a wedge of cheese and told me a feast in honor of my arrival will take place within the hour. I told her thank you and returned to wandering the castle. The training grounds had to be here somewhere. I asked the nearest candle boy where the grounds were he looked at me with and odd look before saying,
" the training grounds are on the south side of the castle, down that hallway down and out the kitchens and to the left, you'll know your close if you hear clanks of metal. Pardon my askin` my lady but why are you lookin` for the training grounds?"
I looked at his honest young face he seemed about ten years of age. I asked his name.
"Taren, my lady" I nodded the said,
"well then Taren, can you keep a secret?" at his nod I continued on, "well the this small exchange of words never happened, agreed?"
He smiled and nodded again eagerly. Good, I thought as I followed the directions he had given me. I had just gone past the kitchens when I took a left and heard the sounds of swords clashing together. I smiled and walked into the sunlight.
