A/N: Only one person reviewed my last chapter, and I'm really sad. You're lucky my birthday is in a few weeks and I am going to give you all a few more chances to send me some birthday presents (reviews). And I am using the name Kathleen as a character. The offer still stands for two more people to get their names put in to my story!!!!

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Annabeth didn't really mind it here. Although it was like stepping back into medieval times, there were lots of things to do. Annabeth liked the architecture in particular. There weren't any castles back home in the U.S.A., and here in Tortall there was one that she was staying in.

It was nice to live in a place where there weren't eighty-nine-million people relying on you for something. No monsters to fend off, no half-bloods to rescue. The peace and quiet was good for the both of them Annabeth decided.

The girl, Sarra, took Percy and Annabeth on tours around the palace. In the mornings they would watch the pages training to be knights and in the afternoon they would tour the palace and the surrounding area. Sometimes Sarra would disguise herself and the three would go out into the streets of Corus for some shopping.

The streets of Corus were like a flea market. Lots of goods for cheap prices. Lots of thievery too. But most oftentimes Sarra would take Annabeth and Percy to the practice arena, where they would learn some new fighting techniques. But the one mystery that puzzled Annabeth and kept nagging on her brain the whole first week they were there was Sarra's dagger.

"Where did you get it?" Annabeth asked the younger girl after they had been there seven days.

"What do you mean?" Sarra answered, fitting an arrow to her bow. "I told you, it's a family heirloom."

"Be that as you claim, where was it made?" Annabeth pried.

Sarra let the arrow fly, where it sang until it reached the bullseye of the target. "I don't know, and I don't really care. All I know is it does its purpose."

"Well then why do you carry it if you are a goddess?" Annabeth remarked.

Sarra turned steely blue-green eyes on Annabeth's grey ones. "How do you expect to keep your loved ones safe in a fight?" turning away from Annabeth, Sarra fitted another arrow to the string. "I haven't been a goddess for a year yet. Until it becomes a year, I still have the possibility of being killed. Of course, it's a lot harder to do so, but im not fully immortal yet." She let the arrow loose and it streaked towards the target. Sarra reached into her quiver for another arrow, but Annabeth put her hand over Sarra's wrist.

"Take a break, Sarra. If you keep up your pace, you'll wear yourself out." Annabeth told the mage.

Sarra seemed to ponder the decision. "Okay," She hopped up onto the fence railing beside Annabeth. A ball of turquoise fire formed in her palm, and then went out.

"That's really cool," Annabeth said. "I wish I could do something like that. You see, at home, most all of the demigods of the 12 Olympians can do something exciting. Thalia, daughter of Zeus, can make lightning. Seaweed Brain, son of Poseidon can control water and talk to horses. Nico, son of Hades, can talk to the dead and do all sorts of creepy stuff. The children of Dionysus, god of wine, are awesome at making grapes grow. Apollo's children are not only good at poetry," Annabeth winced slightly, "but they are amazing with a bow and arrow, like you. Demeter's children are able to make plants grow. In comparison, all of Athena's children are just wise. It's a little bit sad, sometimes."

Sarra nodded her head in sympathy, when her bat's senses felt someone in a hurry behind her. She whipped her head around. Kathleen of Harrin was flying down the slope from the palace, her braids whipping on her back. She was eight years old, and was going to become a page when she turned ten. She had somehow convinced her parents that there was no way she would act like a girl when she was just going to act like a boy.

"Sarra Sarra," the girl cried as she halted in front of the mage, catching her breath. "Your Da says that there are some pirate ships a'coming to the mouth of the river. He says they are still a ways out there, but he needs your help in makin sure they don't get here." Kathleen looked at Annabeth. "He also says that it'd be best if you used dragon. You can get there faster." Kathleen turned to go. "Oh and I already told that boy that you were going. I figured he might wanna go with ya. Bye!" and with that Kathleen was gone.

Sarra cursed under her breath. "Mithros, Mynoss, and Shakith," she practically spit. "I tryna have a fun day, and we've got gods cursed pirates to deal with." Sarra glanced up at the palace. "Seaweed Brain better hurry if he wants to come."

Annabeth followed her gaze. Sure enough, Percy was running down to meet them. "Sorry," he said when he arrived. "But I'm here now."

Sarra rolled her eyes. She closed her eyes and thought of dragons, of the feeling of the wind under her wings, talons and scales. When she opened her eyes, her sight was a full 15 feet off the ground. She glanced back at Annabeth and Percy, their mouths agape. What are you two looking at? Sarra asked, using her mind voice. Get on before the weather turns. Still in shock, Percy helped Annabeth on Sarra's glittering turquoise back and got on himself.

"Did I know you coul-" Annabeth started to ask.

Nope. Sarra answered. I don't tell you mortals all my secrets. Unfurling her wings, Sarra leapt up into the air, heading towards where the river ended. She wasn't sure exactly what the pirates would throw at them, but she figured that Annabeth and Percy had been in their share of fights before.

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A/N: I know, I know. Short. But I've had really bad headaches this past week, and I've been sick, so my mom wouldn't let me write. So now, I've got to make up my homework, and I didn't have lots of time to write this. And Kathleen will eventually have a larger part in this, I just haven't gotten it all worked in yet. Oh, and to you Tamora Pierce fans: I know it is supposed to be impossible for humans to change into the shape of immortals and be able to change back, but Sarralyn isn't normal, remember? Somehow, she is able to. And I think that I have got about everything covered. Please, please review. You make my life so much better when you do. And it also helps the chapters get written quicker.

- Sarra