Wow, thanks for the reviews!

I have changed my mind about the 'every Monday' thing. My dad has taken away the internet's password.

SarahE7191: Yeah, it's Kel. God-ly influence, you know, sorta.

Ace Ryn Knight: Thank-you!

MusicPaladin: Thank you too! I've always had some problem writing long chappies.

Enjoy, maybe.

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The door to the main room swung open. A man that sat on a throne suddenly jumped up, shock evident in his eyes. He had crystal-blue eyes and always-ruffled night hair. Everyone else watched curiously.

"Is that you, Kel?" The girl looked at him, wide-eyed.

"Samson?" Kel ran forward and hugged him tightly. "You're the King of Thieves, now?"

"Yes, Keladry. It's me. How have you been?"

"So and so. I have come here to ask a request, Samson." Kel said, her tone getting business-like.

"Hmm?" Samson simply raised an eyebrow.

"I would like to learn the art of spying."

Samson was extremely curious. "Why? You already know – and have mastered – the arts of pick pocketing, ambushing and escaping from pursuers. And many others." He ticked them off on his hands, "And you never wanted to be a knight. That Lord Wyldon kicked out Vivian of Raven's Hall after an unfair year's probation."

Kel fidgeted. "I do not know. I just feel it is…missing from my list of abilities." Samson knew she wasn't telling the complete truth. He, however, had the Sight. Keladry knew this, and it said she was telling the truth.

"Very well. Gerak, Come teach young Keladry here how to spy."

Gerak was one of the best the King had in his court. He specialized in penetrating areas spelled for protection. His hazel eyes came from his father, who taught him the art at three years old. He had the Gift, which – as well as his brown hair – came from his mother. Gerak felt a presence emanating from his charge but he did not pursue the subject.

"Kel, Let us learn."

Kel returned to the room Samson supplied. It was very small with many escape routes and she was glad of that. It was bare except for a simple pallet and a rack. He had also supplied her with ten silver coins, for weapons, clothes and other things, for she had travelled bare.

However, she also knew he had helped her because of her past. The past when she met him for the first time. Leaning out a window, she closed her eyes and gave thanks to her god, Truthfeather.

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RR! I will update once a week and if I miss out one week I will give two the next.

P.S. Did I update this week yet? I forgot. Oh, well. Maybe an extra chappie for you.