The man nodded, and caught the coins. "My thanks. I'll be here." He was lead outside the castle by a guard and found himself back in the streets of the city. Asking around, he found a reputable looking inn, and bought a place to lay by the fire, and a solid, but cheap meal. He stored the extra money away, in case he did not pass whatever trials she had cooking for him.

The night passed quickly enough, as he slept on the stones by the fire. He was used to sleeping on hard ground, with less food in his belly than he presently had. The innkeeper woke him early and gave him a breakfast of porridge and bacon. He paid some of his precious money for it, but needed the sustenance. 

Leaving the inn, he walked to the castle again and hailed the guards on the gate. They allowed him to enter, and lead him to a long, walled practice yard, covered in grass. On one end of the field archery targets were set up and on the other were a series of chipped wooden pots. "Wait here." One of the guards told him.