…two days later
Alanna rode to the palace. Alone. Her children had long since gone far away. A tear trickled down her cheek. "Can't I go a gods-cursed day without crying!" She sat on her horse Lightfire. It had been decade since her first horse Moonlight. When she reached the palace Stefan's son George took her horse. Stefan had died of whopping cough 3 years back. So many faces missing. Alanna herself was about to turn 70 in the spring. She patted Lightfire, than went off to see Thayet. "Good day to see you Alanna. By the way since your here you might want to see Daine, she's feeling pretty down. But now, own to work" said Thayet. She strode over and handed her a sheet of parchment telling Alanna not to scowl at her so.
To: Sir Alanna of Trebond, Olu and Pirate Swoop.
Alanna; for know there is no training master and you are perfect for the job. Please accept to the offer of the position of training master at the palace.
Thayet, Ruler of Tortall
She looked up at Thayet. "Thayet?" she pleaded. "Alanna it will be good for you as well for the boys," she replied. "Oh, alright," she said begrudgingly. "Good, Tortall will benefit from you." Thayet smiled. "Come on," said Thayet, lets go see Daine." And with that they left the room.
