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Mya mounted Silver, and Ria mounted her chestnut gelding before they fled into the night. The guards hadn't thought much of the two girls wandering out the City gates, and hadn't questioned them at all since they had their hoods up to cover their faces.

They galloped away as quickly as the horses would allow, and a huge grin spread across Mya's face. She felt giddy and excited.

This was the future she chose for herself.

They came into Morthal a day later, saw soldiers of her father's looking for the princess, and left after gathering more supplies.

They pulled up their horses a few hours later, and found that a Kahjit Caravan had stopped too.

Mya was fascinated by the cat-people, and told one as such. The female Kahjit just laughed. "Oh, little child."

"You are beautiful people." She said in return, looking at the colours on their pelts and marvelling.

One other was not as kind. "Are you going to purchase anything, child?" He asked rudely.

Ria stepped in then, and bought a iron dagger, and hair colouring.

Mya waved at the old female. "Farewell, and good travels!"

Mya and Ria walked back to where they'd tied their horses, and Mya looked at the things her hand-maid had bought. "What are these for, Ria?"

"The guards will be looking for a maiden with long, dark hair, my lady."

She waved the clear liquid. "This will make your hair a gold colour, and the dagger will make it short."

Mya had turned three and ten by the time both she and Ria rode into Whiterun, and the Princess of Solitude had been missing for more than a year.

"I've been forgotten, Ria." She murmured softly as they sat in the Bannered Mare.

Ria frowned, and sipped more of her wine. "You've not pondered on this for moons, Kiran. Why now?"

'Kiran' bit her lip. "Why now? I cannot use my true name for fear of being dragged back to my old life, or worse. But they no longer care to look for me." She said softly, so the men seated at the table next to them could not hear.

"Is this a bad thing, sister?" Ria questioned and placed her mug on the wooden counter.

Kiran shook her blonde head. "No, it just means we can go to Markarth next." She said with a small mischievous smile, and drank from her own cup.

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