Disclaimer: Not mine.

Alanna felt cold all over. Her life had come to its end, she knew it. Her hands were clammy as she walked down the streets of Corus with a royal escort of guards. She had ordered them by her rights as a noble of Tortall to take her to the Dancing Dove. Who cared if she was a measly girl? She was still noble. But she had had a hard time with it anyway. She was but a female noble whose family was dead.

When the King had ordered her to chose where she wanted to live, whether she wanted to go back to Trebond and be ruled over by another, or if she wanted to become a commoner in Corus, Alanna had chosen to be taken to the Dancing Dove. She wanted to be with George for the rest of her life if she couldn't become a knight. But as time went by, her resolves came back. She would find a way to punish those who had stopped her dream... She would, if it was the last thing she ever did...

I will continue this story, but it will be as a new story because I want to give it a new title, and I don't want to re-title this one. So look out for my next story, the story of what happens when Alanna goes to live at the Dancing Dove.